I ran across another of those "15 Awesome coloring books for grownups!" articles that had a bunch of selections that I'm not impressed by (celebrities? really? Badly-drawn celebrities?) and was feeling discouraged, so I cleaned my house. I rolled up the winter mud rug and took out the wood holder and trimmed and watered the plants and got a load of laundry together (though I haven't actually started it yet because we had to run to swimming). I washed the dishes and picked up some of the corners that drift in with kids toys because they are out of the way, and filtered the coloring books (though I couldn't throw away the dog-eared Justice League coloring book because Guppy still loves it passionately). I scooped the catbox and swept and vacuumed.

And after that, we ran to swimming, and when I discovered that what I thought was a Clif Bar in the swimbag was only an empty wrapper, we decided to stop by Jake's work to crash his barbeque. (I had actually been invited, but it sounds cooler to say we crashed a party. And this blog is So. All. About. me being cool.)

Three plates of food and a 'bubble juice' later, I've got Guppy down for her nap and I can barely move from swimming and food coma.

I'm still a tad discouraged, but my house looks lovely, at least.

I've got two more sea monsters to draw for my mini-coloring book, and I've got the sketch finalized for my anthology illustration. I'm booked for a show tonight at the last minute (see you there, apparently, laylalawlor!) and will be selling coloring books to the geekiest of the locals: https://www.facebook.com/events/551958441609650/

Off to prep for that. At least my show prep is super easy these days. And everything at my table is $10, which makes things SO simple.