Busy, busy, busy day. Love Sundays in the factory. I have the whole place to myself. All the grinders, polishers, no one getting in my way. So peaceful. Just the sound of blasts of air into the furnaces keeping the place all toasty and warm. Got loads and loads done. Loved it! Love being covered in white pumice powder. The dirtier I get, the more I know I've achieved. I have no nails left, thanks to the flat-bed, or the knuckle on my index finger thanks to a momentary lapse in concentration but I don't care. Wasn't bothered about the blood everywhere from it either. I just end up so focused on what I'm doing I tend to switch off. Managed to prime my kiln too, which I just keep putting off because it was WAY overdue. Priming it isn't the problem, removing all the old primer is horrendous, and a sure fire way of ending up with silicosis in later life if not done properly.
I am so determined at the moment. My jewellery is the most important thing to me now. (Apart from the kids) Damn I want to be rich!! I can do this. I know I can. :)