Pushing My Luck

So I have been subject to a distinct lack of focus this week. It's not that I haven't got stuff done but if there is a hard way to get there then I have taken it. I haven't picked up a brush since Tuesday and then it was just to put some wash on the minis at the back end of the queue. 

So I have a decided to put myself against myself. So I have twelve down and eighteen to go. Before Sunday. Instead of making more counters, or paint racks or drawers, I intend to paint. I have a little over forty eight hours to get them done.

My fatigue has got to me this week. My own fault. Instead of painting, I decided to pull up the sycamore trees that have started to grow in my garden. I can safely say I have killed more trees than anyone else I know. There are three trees on the far side of my fence at the bottom of my garden. I can't say that there aren't things in this world that I hate more than sycamores, but pulling the little darlings out of the ground is right up there.