O.k. so I thought the dafated inflatable was a disaster until the lights in the space decided to stop working! I have to wait until friday morning (day of the openening!) until someone can come and check them out. This means if they're broken and can't be repaired that day- no lighting for the opening. I feel a bit like someone up there doesn't like me very much or I am paying the price for all those snails, ants and flies I've killed over the years!
So my moral is at an all time low, I suppose you expect things to go wrong but this really is not what I was expecting. On a lighter note, the suns shining (even though the weather forecast said it's going to piss it down on friday) and I've had lots of visitors and lots of good response. I'll be sad to move out of the space and sad that the residency will be over but it will be nice to not be stressed out and panicking all the time. I've decided that if it all goes to shit and the lights don't work, and it rains and the inflatable deflates, I'm just going to get really drunk.
