The Long Haul

Day 15 of the reconstruction and the mental warfare has begun. For every moment of excitement, there are those of dread. Some days feel super productive, and others feel like 12 hours have passed without anything real to show. Money is bleeding, and although I had carefully tried to forecast the financial investment every day, unforeseen variables pop up pushing things past schedule and over budget. I'm so focused on making the space ready, I still don't even know what I'll be putting on the walls. Considering the high season is passing with every day, I simply can't open fast enough.

Walls painted. Hardwood sanded. Lights, floors, bags, ink, paper, branding, signs, chemicals, and darkroom to go. Burn out setting in.