I painted my 2,500th 6mm musket yesterday and finally snapped. In a fit of rage, I threw the entire unit against the basement wall. I said to myself, “Self, THAT felt REALLY good.” I then sought out the storage bins where I keep the finished figures, dumped them on the floor and proceeded to jump up and down on them. I felt very relieved, an obsession finished.
I think I’m going to watch more TV and maybe take up a less demanding hobby. I think I’ll knit with my wife.
Copy anything you want from the blog as I will take it down in a week to remove all traces of this hobby from my life.
Thanks for all the fish!