Where's that space?

Too many days away from the studio make me crabby, angry, down. It has taken me a long time to figure this out, but that's it. Studio time means I focus on myself and what I want to do and need to do. Things like prayer, exercise, outside time and creative time. The Other Stuff of Life gets in my way, though and I have a hard time understanding that I need to do those things as well. But I don't want to do them sometimes. Like all of us.
There are also things that may not be things I need to do, but I did sign up for them. Things like motherhood, running the art guild, attending functions. But not getting Me time in to power-up makes those things more difficult.
Today, I am just getting dressed after 10 am. That is pretty lame, but I did not sleep well and woke up with  a headache and so I got tot work in my jammies and drank a lot of coffee. Now I have to take laundry to Mom's since our washer just bit the dust. Then I work from 11:30 to 3 and go back and do laundry. The day will be gone before I know it.
Yesterday was Art Guild meeting prep, then the meeting and then off to an art benefit. Home at 10:00.
Sunday was church and then company all day.
Saturday was good=== spent time with Des at the Flea Mkt. and then we went down to Tremont. Then I spent 6 hours waiting for her to do her zombie act at the laser tag thing. Good thing I brought two books. But no exercise means I sleep terribly and it starts a bad ball rolling.
Maybe tonight? Maybe tomorrow.