I walked off the job again today. I showed up at 1:00 in the afternoon, and within 10 minutes of walking through the door I was frustrated to the point of punching the wall (being in pain, I discovered, can be a calming agent.) I left at 2:30 after throwing crow bar into a wall.
The new CD release is on schedule. I submitted an invoice for mastering today. I made a few minor edits today and it’s probably done. I made the insert art last night. I’m looking forward to getting this done, not just to get it over with, but to see the project fully realized. I feel like this is the kind of record I’ve been wanting to make for a long time, but haven’t been able to. This is also why I’m having such a conflict with myself when I have to continue to subject myself to the same physical labor that I was burnt out from three years ago.
I’m pretty optimistic about this one, and I’d like to see it get out there. But as I mentioned earlier, this kind of optimism hurts when it fails.