Monday Night Blues

I wish I could be working on my own art, but when I have a commission to work on it's hard to justify doing my own stuff when I could be doing the stuff I get paid for. (For which I get paid? The grammatically correct way sounds so much more awkward.) So every time I sit down to draw or paint, I focus on cranking out my commissions as soon as possible. Then I realize that I don't really do anything but go to work and come home and slave away at my drafting table. Then I get depressed. And sigh. And feel sorry for myself.
Le sigh.
Now that that's out of the way, here's a picture of some birds. I hope they brighten your day.