"The best laid schemes o' mice an' men, Gang aft a-gley". I was on schedule to finish the Scorpions in time for Fields of Blood on the 29th. But that's all thrown into a cocked hat now. On Tuesday evening I sat down to edge highlight the second squad of scouts and had a mini nervous breakdown. My favourite brush (Daler 00 pure red sable) was frozen into a stiff, paint encrusted point because I had forgotten to clean it. It's basically useless. I managed to get the dried paint off but somehow the magic had gone out of it. I can't even seem to apply a base-coat cleanly with it now. My other brushes weren't really up to the task so I threw the brush pot across the garage in a fit of pique. 20 minutes and a large glass of wine later, I felt a bit better but then I noticed that I had accidentally knocked Captain Precarius off the shelf in my infantile rage and this had happened to him:
I had a complete tanty at my workstation. Cursing roundly and obscenely, I think I made a few new words up. Looks like I picked an apt name for my captain and I still haven't found his Iron Halo. The 40k fairies have apparently taken it. I definitely wasn't in the mood to patiently add pencil-thin lines all over a bunch of models at this point.
A much needed break from Adeptus Astartes was required. So I opened the Kill Team starter set which was an impulse buy from 2 weeks ago and all my happy thoughts flooded back in. Completely ignoring the models and rules, I spent the next 4 hours building scenery. Now I want to take it to the tournament. This is madness. I already have a completed gaming board with enough terrain to spare and that's what I was planning to take to FoB.
I haven't even played a practice game with my marines so there is no reason whatsoever to add to my hobby workload. There's just no way I can finish all these extra buildings in time given the speed at which I paint. On the other hand, I'll probably never get round to painting it without a hard deadline. Maybe an orgy of dry brushing is just what I need to counteract the painstaking, delicate process of highlighting scouts. We'll see. I'm already thinking I need a new neoprene mat to go with it though. Maybe everything happens for a reason.