It's over. We are finally out of that mess of a place. And it hurt. A lot. We now have left grandma in the hands of people who should be more caring, with no reimbursement, or bare acknowledgement of what we spent and contributed. On one hand I feel sick, but on the other, I know things will be alright. Just the shock of adapting that's difficult.

So you'll be happy to know that it'll be easier for me to complete commissions now (and frankly I could use the work at the moment) and maybe I"ll finally get some more personal art done finally, maybe even finish Blobdog!