Progress?

Yes, some. Slower than I would like, but not insignificant. (If you're confused, I'm talking about progress in my fledgling "career as an artist".)
1. I dashed off a design yesterday at work (work-avoidance-behaviour is my major activity these days) and enlarged it on the photocopier. Got home and was itching to start so fused lots of little bits of fabric to a large sheet of applique paper, got the stucky fuse all over the ironing board, iron, fabrics, fingers, clothes - all because I try to use the ittiest bits becuase the darn paper is so expensive and hard to get hold of, the quality is extremely variable and none of it has a brand name, so I have no clue if it is my technique or the stuff that isn't working.. Anyways, where there is a will there is a way - and I managed to fuse and cut all the little bits until the (small) design was all done, except for 4 pieces, which I had to leave because it was late and I HAD to sleep. Tonight I'll fuse just a wee more fabric and complete it, and then batt and back it and maybe even quilt it! I may even try the escape hatch finish! - although I'll have to modify that too, since I don't have cotton batting and the synthetic stuff tends to flatten and gummify when you iron it. So I might fuse the top onto a backing and then sandwich it and close the escape hatch with a whipstitch and cover that with the hanging sleeve. Scarcity of resource makes you inventive!
2. I actually plucked up the courage to speak to my boss today about a reduced-hours contract! It won't happen for a while, but at least I have brought up the topic. I NEED more time for my art.

Ideas are coming way faster than they can be processed and I grab scraps of paper and scribble and sketch. It's fun and I am happy, but having dreadful back-, shoulder-, neck- and headaches from the tight muscles of excitement. Might have to go and take another painkiller right now.

But it's all good. I'm working it and that is all I have to do - show up and work it.