I don’t know what was wrong with me today. I haven’t felt so down and tearful in a long time.

Writing it down only makes me feel worse so probably it’s just an off day. Hope I’m not getting the flu or something.

By this afternoon I decided to dig in behind the chest of drawers and retrieve some of my painting stuff.

That helped. 

I find flowers very frustrating  to paint as I’m stuck between wanting to paint exactly what I see and not having nearly enough patience to actually do that.

It’s raining now and I think I’ll see if I can find something to watch on TV.

And have a glass of wine.

Cheers🍷🍷