I started a new online art journaling workshop on March 1, 2014 called Spectrum. It’s a collective of artists brought together by the very lovely and wise Hali Karla of Hali Karla Arts. I’m looking forward to learning much more about myself and exploring what the following mean to me:
I started my journal cover last night using a collage of magazine clippings and Mod Podge. I’m reusing a contractors blue book that was outdated and headed for recycling anyway. It will take a bit of work to make it a useful journal since the pages are thin and will need to be Mod Podged together and gessoed before I can use them.
I’m finishing my journal cover using acrylics and a metallic sharpie. I may add more to it later if I feel called to do so.
Now it’s time to work on the word “Open” and start the inside of my journal.
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.
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A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,500 times in 2013. If it were a cable car, it would take about 25 trips to carry that many people.
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I’m sure you probably know there is nothing new in that observation.
April cannot come quickly enough <3
We made it. The boys and I finally moved from Michigan to be with my husband in Minnesota. It hasn’t been easy as life hasn’t stopped or slowed down to help us make the adjustment. We love it! We don’t have much at the moment, since all our belongings are still in storage in Illinois from the first move. We’re learning to only live with what we absolutely need instead – it’s been very freeing. If we didn’t have personal effects and important documents in storage I think we’d just leave it. I’m hoping one weekend soon we’ll be able to drive down and pick everything up. Until then we’re using a desk and office chairs as a dining table set, sleeping on air mattresses on the floor, and sitting on a loaned futon as a couch. It does look a bit sad around here – the important thing is we’re together and enjoying every moment in our new state, in our new home!
I normally love Fall. It’s one of my favorite seasons for a variety of reasons. The rich colors, the smokey smells from neighbor’s fires, cider mills, pumpkin everything, Halloween, Thanksgiving, layering clothing, brisk air and crisp leaves.
This year is different.
I’m tired. I’m not referring to not getting enough sleep. I’m losing myself again. I’m thinking bad, bad, bad things. I can tell because all I want to do is sleep the day away instead of participate in life. I need to figure it out. I need my husband and at the same time all I do is fight with him. I want to be with my children and all I do is push them away from me. I want to do so much and instead I do nothing at all. I’m so, so, so tired.
Normally I love Fall – not this year.
I’ve been to this place before – this place of struggle and being far from my husband. I’ve been here before worrying, stressing, breaking down, and I eventually moved on to a better place. I hope I can do it again.
Some of you may or may not know that we recently started a small business back at the end of May, beginning of June this year. It has been an interesting, exciting, roller coaster type of change in direction for our family. I have noticed an increase in headaches with the starting of the business. Do you think they are related (tongue in cheek)?
I’ve never been a front office type of worker. I love to work within a company, among the company employees as the background support for a business. It has taken a lot out of me to be the front office person. I know when you first start a small business a natural part of ownership is to be involved in all aspects of the business’ operations.
I also know that if I had to hire myself as an employee I would never, ever put me in a position that deals directly with customers. It’s not that I’m not able to – it’s just that I’m not able to… I’m an introvert. It takes a lot out of me to be up there and in your face with people in person and/or on the phone.
I wish we were at the point where I could recede into the background and hire someone who likes, as well as excels at front office work. Oh well, I guess I just have to deal with my headaches instead. Pass the aspirin.