To bastardize a line by Lloyd Bridges from the hilarious movie Airplane, "I picked the wrong time to start a Funk Free Weekend". Every possible obstacle that could come up, did. It's just the usual crap life throws at you when you think you have every base covered.
The good news is: several people have sent notes about ordering portraits for hard currency. And I got 10 points in my donation pool!
My weekend isn't over; but I think my case of the blues is on life support. Some times I forget how little encouragement it takes for me to find my optimism again.