I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
The two Brendan Cahill pieces - from the books Lost Light and Robots in Disguise - are at the framers. I literally waved bye-bye and called out my goodbyes to my babies. (Yes, I DID phrase it that way.)
The guy there loves me. He commented on my lip gloss so I showed him the electric blue and told him it was from MAC. He dresses up for events (like Boy George at a karaoke event) and said he was going to get it after work for some he has planned. So he's thrilled with me, and loves hearing about the pieces since he knows little about comic books and loves how excited I am about them.
I told him I have three pieces on the way and how they were split up - one coming and then the other two - so I'm not sure if I'll bring them together or one and then the other two.
Regardless, I'm both happy to get them framed and saddened and worried: I always get separation anxiety from my pieces when I bring them in. I've been mentally preparing for it, but between that and other things that are still happening, yeah, I'm not in a great place this morning.
Hopefully, I'll feel better later.