Instead of doing what I'm supposed to be doing (working on my marketing projects) or not supposed to be doing (quilting and embellishing and planning new projects), I'm sitting here working for my main client. With a system so slow it makes me want to pull my hair out.
Which causes to me phantasize about a life where I can do artsy stuff all day. Which would probably cause the artsy stuff to lose its attraction. But for a year maybe? But then, the Prussian blood in my veins will never let me.
Edited to add: I just realised - I stated my suspicions before. Only now it's not a good mad but a bad mad.