How is being supported by your wife for five years not a Plan B?
It seems to me that if you don't starve photogenically to death there was a plan B in effect. It mightn't have been one you had to put a lot of thought into, but you went forward with a safety net. You're not more of an artist because it's more automatic. That's a bunch of romantic hooey. You're just lucky/privileged.
The "no plan B" is dumb when it results in things like the woman who was a lighting designer moonlighting as our box office person refusing to learn or use excel and word because she thought that would make her more likely to take a day job and less likely to succeed as a lighting designer. So she did the whole cashing up process by hand instead of just entering the numbers in the spreadsheet which would calculate for her.
Is Plan B the same thing as a safety net? If so, it could be an accounting degree OR rich parents.
I have so many comments that I could make, but I will mostly say that "different people like different shit" is a reason not to say "I like X, you should, too" NOT an argument against discussing who does or doesn't like X and why.
Oh, and my cobbler told me it would be "expensive" to fix the shanks on some boots, but it was still like 1/3 of the replacement cost, so I went ahead with it.
The people who think that they are too much of an artiste to deal with the daily realities of life drive me nuts.
For example: there was a kid in art school who had THE JOB that everyone wanted -- working in the photography equipment room: all that access to all that equipment and all the darkrooms. And he quit because it "interfered with his art" - and it was only 8 hours a week.
So... How about those tornados?
I onerous tasked!!
I made doctor's appointments for me for the OB/GYN and a physical with my GP. I also made dentist appointments for me and Em which I had been avoiding since I got my fillings and we owed them monies but I paid it today and got appointments scheduled!
This afternoon I am going to go get my flipping blood drawn to check my thyroid levels because my hair is falling out by the handful. It's ridonkulous.