Building a body of work, but also gaining experience. More color, more depth, more relaxed, more confident and the excuses are melting away. I've painted about 12 hours this week and it wasn't a particularly quiet week. Band concert (including shopping for concert attire), staff student basketball game (including pseudo baking for the bake sale) and a very long doctor's appointment (keeping fingers crossed that we won't have to see an ENT specialist).
How did I do it? Last Saturday I vowed that I would not make dinner all week. "What's for dinner, Mom?" – "Nothing." Everyone survived and I don't plan on living this way all the time. It was a much needed break from focusing my attention on everyone else's needs. I honestly felt a little guilty and self-absorbed. Something I'll need to get over, because painting should not make me feel that way at all.