Gnashing of Teeth

Things that drive me utterly, totally, (to quote Darling) bat-shit insane:

Being tantalized by something I can't have all of. In this case, knowing that the entire series of etchings "Eight Maidens of Holland" is held in the RIjksmuseum print room. And that apparently the Print Room is not yet included in the Rijksmuseum database search engine. *sigh*

I did find four of them at the NYPL:

http://www.nypl.org/research/chss/spe/art/print/exhibits/oldmaster/captions/images/Scheyndel_Maiden%20from%20Edam.jpg

http://www.nypl.org/research/chss/spe/art/print/exhibits/oldmaster/captions/vansc2.html

http://www.nypl.org/research/chss/spe/art/print/exhibits/oldmaster/captions/vansc4.html

http://www.nypl.org/research/chss/spe/art/print/exhibits/oldmaster/captions/vansc3.html

*sigh* I want them all. ALL!!!!

Added pics

In case anybody was curious, here are the portrait of Metsu and Isabella de Wolfe, as well as the Enkhuizer girl by Jan Claesz:

http://www.wga.hu/art/m/metsu/portarti.jpg

http://www.artnet.com/Artists/LotDetailPage.aspx?lot_id=5A7A3CB1E95C2ECA

Just when you thought it was safe....

Or, we have committed the sin of having a little money in the bank.

Hence (to quote my husband) Fortuna vomits on us yet again. Actually, it's something of a mixed blessing - but the Chicago trip is cancelled. *sigh*

Why, you ask? Because the transmission in the van suffered a catastrophic failure today. We'd been meaning to replace it - and so we shall.

Dad, bless him, found us a late model lease turn-in, in our price range. It's a good deal. And so he and Mom will come out to get us (embarassing as THAT was to ask - but we can't get the carseat into the ranger. And we don't have temp tags on the big truck, yet. Hopefully it will all come together, and we'll have a new vehicle to come back home in.

The dealership can't give us squat for the F-150. However, no sooner had Darling gotten off the phone with Dad than someone called and wants to come look at it next week.

Next week will be busy. And stressful. I have a doctor's appt on Tuesday, as well as Anneliese's parent-teacher conference - hopefully all this nonsense won't affect my blood pressure. Darling has an interview on Wednesday (fingers crossed for luck, there!). And hopefully the truck will go ba-bye on Thursday.

One of my sales reps has a number of job leads for me. So I think I'll go with my gut and NOT do the working interview at the Clinic I'd been talking to. I suspect it's a bad fit. And I'm unwilling to give them an entire 16 hours of my time for no recompense when I don't want the job to begin with. Here's hoping that the good Lord will provide something else.

Nyeh. Off to bed.