So. Well.

I am uploading this on Sunday evening instead of Thursday evening. Do you know why? It’s not because I didn’t draw it, nope – I had this whole thing drawn and inked before 9pm on Thursday. But for some reason, I looked at it, and thought it was crap. I thought I was phoning it in. I thought it was shoddy work. All weekend long I’ve been thinking about what to draw to replace it, but when I opened my sketchbook to that page this morning, I sat there stunned, wondering what I could have been thinking. This might not be the best Sauceome I have ever drawn, but there certainly wasn’t anything wrong with it.

Before I go on, I just finished another really horrendously stressful project at work. I am exhausted, burned out, completely depleted… and my boss realized it and bought a giant amount of sushi for the office on Thursday. And beer! Sushi goes such a long way towards improving my mood. (as does beer)

He initially suggested getting a bunch of pizzas, but the rest of us (all three of us women) said no, can we do sushi instead? And can we make sure it’s BROWN rice sushi? Because we had just read this newsletter from Whole Health Chicago. WHC is one of our clients at work (I designed that website! Isn’t it purty?), and every week they send out a really impressively interesting newsletter, something topical and captivating, about supplements, or exercise, or depression, things like that. I highly recommend it. But so (because of the glycemic index) we all demanded brown rice sushi, and what luck, the sushi chef at Whole Foods had just finished making 6 rolls of brown rice sushi. Triumph!

Anyway, back to my stupid brain thinking this page was crap. I know it’s the time of year, it tricks my brain into believing all sorts of stupid things. I’ve been fighting a bunch of thoughts like this over the last week, that this comic is crap, that I don’t know what I’m doing, that I’m wasting my time and everyone else’s. Little tiny thoughts like that, scratching at the back door of my brain. I didn’t even realize they were there until I looked at this page again, and was faced with how dumb I was being. At least now I recognize them for what they are.

I think all next week I’m going to be reassessing my goals for this project, try to remind myself what it is I’m trying to do here. Maybe that will keep the little tiny scratchy thoughts at bay…