Went for my usual walk yesterday down to the grocery store, but I had to stop and rest part way through. I don't know if it was because I was out of practice from being home for a week, or if it was pain (knee, back), or if it was something else entirely.
I was feeling pretty crappy yesterday in general. Atwixt being tired and feeling a little nauseated, maybe I should have taken the day off.

I spent a little bit of time last night working on prepping the latest corpse. I had picked up some JB Weld to epoxy the calvarium and fill in the attachment plates, and I gave the teeth a base coat of white. It was pretty minimal overall, but it was something at least. I'm not trying to finish a corpse before Halloween weekend necessarily, but it would be nice. I won't be able to get it detail-painted because my airbrush is at home, and all of my hair is too. And I really need to make ears-- I didn't do it on my last one, and it was pretty disappointing to me later.

(BTW, these corpses are based on these, but I use an entire skeleton. And yes, I bought the book.)

Have I mentioned that I love working here?

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And they are doing apartment inspections for the next couple of days, inspecting the appliances. Not that I find any glee in the idea of somebody coming in to the apartment to find a skeleton grinning up at them or anything.

Mom called last night. When I am feeling bad, she can always seem to find some way to make me feel worse. This time it was a lot of talking about breaking up with Barb, and how I could be handling it a whole lot better, and why my life isn't in a better place, and how if I'm feeling sick it must be my fault for not watching my diabetes more carefully and how I could die...

I think she's disappointed that I won't be making the trip to the Bahamas. We'll probably be getting together for Christmas.