Bean There Done That....

I so used to love my 8B pencil

I had quite the thing for my 9B as well

but 9B was more of a fling pencil

and 8B did it for me

he was the George Clooney of the pencil world

and I had him so well trained

I had put hours and hours into breaking him down 

and making him do exactly what I wanted him to do

I swear if I had of had a bit more time 

I could have convinced that poor pencil to do the washing and cook me dinner

but like all doormats

he became a bit boring

and sending time with him was rather ho hum

so maybe George isn't accurate, 

because who could ever get sick of George

now maybe I wasn't giving him interesting material to work with

opening the fridge

and grabbing what was in the crisper may not be challenging

and when I set him challenges he always answered

this roadway saw us spend many weeks together 

because it was stupidly big

full A1 sheet of paper big

I know  I know

I have no clue what I was thinking either

but even when my hand was cramping 

and I was cross-eyed from looking at freakin leaves

8B hung in there

Which makes me feel a touch bad 

that I have abandoned him so thoroughly

so again George may have been a bad analogy

I really should have put a bit more thought into that one

but the truth is my microns are just sexier

they are fun and playful

and don't always do what I want

and they make me push my boundaries

they are frustrating, riskier and I make many more mistakes

but that is what I like about them

no ho hum with them

so while I acknowledge that 8B was good to me

I have moved on to more exciting pastures

I don't think it makes me a bad person

and if we had of stayed together 

I think we would have hated each other in the end

or at least that is what I tell myself when I am feeling guilty...

I am sharing this over at The Artist's Play Room

where the theme was monochrome

head over and see other monochromatic wonders....xx

I have been busy this week...

Tea with Chrissy...

The Ice Cream Spoon...