So in a perfect world, I have vast exterior and interior space. I grow things, have perfect light for painting & space for my supplies, and enjoy a personally comfy nook or three (or maybe twelve) for reading. The acoustics are perfect, and my type of music is always a pleasure for me. There is private space for my workout stage and table (sometimes it is good not to crawl around on the floor like a wee bairn, you know, and doing these things in front of others scares the scrap out of them) so that I can work on and above ground without modifying too many positions. Etc.
So. Back in life as it usually is..... Hiatus consists of a few days off here and there. I have added only a few work days, and that is a comfortable proportion for me for now. i dunno what December will look like,
Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)