I came scurrying home from the office tonight ready to work on a new print only to find that the power was out in our building. No coffee, no microwave, no bubblebath & horror of horrors... NO INTERNET! So this is what camping must be like. Me the hardy pioneering type? Not so much.
So after groping my way, muttering & cursing, around the loft in the dark trying to find matches so I could light some candles, I did what any self-respecting 21st century cliff-dweller would do... I sat on the couch wrapped in a quilt & watched a Woody Allen movie on the portable DVD player while eating Hershey's Reese's cookies (they're like Reese's peanut butter cups).
The power is finally back on but it's too late to start working in the studio now. Oh well, tomorrow's another day. And yes, I feel guilty about eating the cookies.