As it turns out, this whole putting-together-an-art-show thing is not only a lot of work but a stress-fest extraordinaire for a detail-oriented perfectionist like me. All those neurotic tendencies I thought I had left behind in my youth? They were only on break, waiting for the right circumstances under which to rear their ugly heads once again.
I do hope you’ll bear with me as I try to catch up here and finish this 365 project on schedule. Thanks for sticking with me, folks! :-)