The GOOD news for the day is that I got a magical and healing massage which has, temporarily at least, cured the aches and pains. I also treated myself to a new set of luggage which has the new spinner wheels - they move in any direction. Brilliant! Makes all the difference in the world, especially when you're dealing with more than one suitcase at a time.
But this evening was pure frustration. Designing new pieces is one part imagination, one part engineering, and 20 parts screwing it up. I spent hours and hours working on two different projects and only came away with ways they don't go together. It makes me mad and I feel like a failure. Bah. I'm sure I'll feel better tomorrow - mainly because I plan on not working on them! I need to make some forward progress so I'll concentrate on more pedestrian tasks like putting kits together, taking Maggie to the groomer, and finally getting that driver's license renewed so Officer Wilson doesn't come after me again.
Stupid beads. They're not playing nice.