Not sure if this guy is happy and playful or evil and twisted. I do know some days I feel like flailing my claws around and making loud growling noises.

I have a deadline today, and in spite of my best efforts, I have been besieged by outside forces demanding my attention. Today, I am having the duct work cleaned. It needs it, don’t get me wrong, but today was the one day I didn’t want to deal with strangers in the house.

I had to reschedule because the company called me all in a tizzy. Seems some lady absolutely needed to have her ducts cleaned before her brand new carpet was installed and was being very demanding. The company asked if I wouldn’t mind switching days with her.

In the grand scheme of things, having the ducts cleaned on one day or the other isn’t really that high on the list, so I said sure. The company rep was clearly relieved I was being so accommodating. I’m assuming the other lady was being a bit of a pain.

So while I am trying to concentrate there are all sorts of banging and whooshing and sucking noises going on. Not the most conducive to peaceful creativity, but there you have it. It’s just going to be one of those weeks where I am not going to have quiet and uninterrupted studio time. I might as well get used to it.