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During the night the pain was worse than it had been all week, but after a drugged sleep I woke up okay and had a good day. Steve and I just walked the dogs most of a mile so I'm really doing well. I have very little appetite and I'm continuing to lose weight, a good thing. I'd like to drop one size by the end of the year.
I'm looking forward to receiving my supplies. This afternoon I culled from what I already have which will get me through the next two class sessions while I'm waiting for FedEx to deliver. We had the choice to take the class in acrylic or oil; after the introductory comments I opted for acrylic. I'm not feeling brave or curious right now. I've had minimal experience with acrylics, but absolutely none in oil. I don't like the idea of sitting around with fumes from my work, especially as slowly as I paint. And I've learned how to take the gloss out of acrylic so that it looks like oil when dry.
I haven't weighed my supply bag. It's at least 20 pounds and I haven't even greeted the truck.