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... No, seriously, can I have a hug? :c

I know, I know, I said I'd get back to my commissions and trades as soon as I finished the "Two Red Unpopulars" pic. But unfortunately, stress hit me again, and I already had more stress this week than I'd like to admit. XP

It all starts with the animation I did as an assignment. I think you guys know well enough how that went down. I didn't sleep that night because of numerous worries, and I've been trying to catch up on my lost sleep for the whole week.
Everything went smoothly during the days after that until yesterday night, when my Mom didn't call me. Y'see, she's up in Chicago for a buisness meet, and I think many of ya know how dangerous Chicago could be (no offense to those who like it there! ). When she didn't call, I was worried that something bad happened and my body couldn't sleep until it finally gave in to the tiredness it already had. I was relieved when my Mom called me the next day, telling me her phone died. Whew!
Finally, to top off my little stress week, our old dog Sandy ends up getting the worse of her condition today. She's an old dog-- about 12 years old-- and she has had a tumor for about 3 years now. We didn't take her for surgery because she was already an old dog, and why risk her dying by surgery while she can live her life to the fullest since she wasn't already suffering? We still stand by our decision to avoid surgery. Unfortunately, she had been slowly getting worse this week, and today-- out of the blue-- her condition dropped really low. She wasn't even able to wag her tail at all, the poor thing. So we finally decided it was enough; our Grandpa took poor Sandy back to her birthplace, Pennsylvania, and had the vet there put her to sleep. *sniff* I'll miss the ol' girl. Though I hate to say it, I must admit that at least it wasn't my baby girl Shea. :c That would've been devistating if she suddenly suffered on me. And at least we were expectin' it all this time; Sandy was old, and we knew the tumor would make her crumble eventually. Though I still can't help but miss 'er.

So yea. Long, long week. Stressful, too. I know that some have it worse than I do, but this amount of stress is abnormal for me. Plus, I'm a sensitive person to be honest, and I try to look on the bright side all the time to avoid stress at all times. Though the good news with all this stress is that I can learn to cope with it, and sometimes stress can help ya learn a few things. X3
So I'mma gonna take it easy this weekend. I don't think I'll be doin' any commissions unless I really want to until my stress blows over, and perhaps I'll do a few things of my own to relax myself and submit 'em for ya'all. We'll see.

In the meantime, give me some hugz, please. I need 'em. :c

Sketch and the art belong to me, . If you'd like to use this in any way, please contact me first!

Description
... No, seriously, can I have a hug? :c

I know, I know, I said I'd get back to my commissions and trades as soon as I finished the "Two Red Unpopulars" pic. But unfortunately, stress hit me again, and I already had more stress this week than I'd like to admit. XP

It all starts with the animation I did as an assignment. I think you guys know well enough how that went down. I didn't sleep that night because of numerous worries, and I've been trying to catch up on my lost sleep for the whole week.
Everything went smoothly during the days after that until yesterday night, when my Mom didn't call me. Y'see, she's up in Chicago for a buisness meet, and I think many of ya know how dangerous Chicago could be (no offense to those who like it there! ). When she didn't call, I was worried that something bad happened and my body couldn't sleep until it finally gave in to the tiredness it already had. I was relieved when my Mom called me the next day, telling me her phone died. Whew!
Finally, to top off my little stress week, our old dog Sandy ends up getting the worse of her condition today. She's an old dog-- about 12 years old-- and she has had a tumor for about 3 years now. We didn't take her for surgery because she was already an old dog, and why risk her dying by surgery while she can live her life to the fullest since she wasn't already suffering? We still stand by our decision to avoid surgery. Unfortunately, she had been slowly getting worse this week, and today-- out of the blue-- her condition dropped really low. She wasn't even able to wag her tail at all, the poor thing. So we finally decided it was enough; our Grandpa took poor Sandy back to her birthplace, Pennsylvania, and had the vet there put her to sleep. *sniff* I'll miss the ol' girl. Though I hate to say it, I must admit that at least it wasn't my baby girl Shea. :c That would've been devistating if she suddenly suffered on me. And at least we were expectin' it all this time; Sandy was old, and we knew the tumor would make her crumble eventually. Though I still can't help but miss 'er.

So yea. Long, long week. Stressful, too. I know that some have it worse than I do, but this amount of stress is abnormal for me. Plus, I'm a sensitive person to be honest, and I try to look on the bright side all the time to avoid stress at all times. Though the good news with all this stress is that I can learn to cope with it, and sometimes stress can help ya learn a few things. X3
So I'mma gonna take it easy this weekend. I don't think I'll be doin' any commissions unless I really want to until my stress blows over, and perhaps I'll do a few things of my own to relax myself and submit 'em for ya'all. We'll see.

In the meantime, give me some hugz, please. I need 'em. :c

Sketch and the art belong to me, . If you'd like to use this in any way, please contact me first!