The sense of peace I've felt since the yelling stopped is almost indescribable. I'm less stressed. I'm less panicked. I'm just . . . content. I keep joking that I feel emotionally stoned.
In this weirdly contented state, I've not only been incredibly productive (check my wonderstrange blog for pics of all the things I finished this week), but I've also managed to accomplish something that I've been trying to get done for a good year and a half: I've carved out time for skill development. At 10:00 PM promptly, each and every day this week, I have stopped working so that I can either do an acrylic painting workshop or practice drawing. I am several pages into a sketch pad, but I also created these Artist Trading Cards for a "Fancy Dress" swap - which is not meant in the British sense, but in the sense of fancy historical costumes:
This one will have more added to the background before I'm finished:
This one isn't finished either. I am bothered by the floor - but certainly not too bothered to post it. A week and a half ago, I wouldn't have dared. Man, I like this revelation thing!