outtamyhead
sometimes it all comes outtamyhead, and sometimes i'm just outtamyhead. period.

i guess i started this journal thingy out of boredom at a job i used to have. i stay here because i've come to know and love some of the people i've "met". you know who you are!!!
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live simply so that others may simply live

progress...

ok, the first painting is up on ebay, along with a couple of necklaces i made. i actually have a watcher on one of the necklaces. if it sells it certainly won't make me financially flush, but it will make my day!!!!!

a watcher...is that anything like a stalker???

fine by me, as long as they buy something too!!!

****

i took a shower, put on make up, did my hair, and laid out my clothes to go to work.

after the last month of schlepping around in sweats with no make up and whatever hair, that's progess for me.

i couldn't get dressed. i guess that's too much of a committment to really go out and work. i started getting a nauseous stomach again along with a major headache.

am i starting to see a connection here??? or is it just the gall bladder thing???

i'm thinking both.

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do you ever think there's something more out there??? the realization of a dream, perhaps??? i know i can't be the only one who feels this way. i guess it's that whole mystery of life question.

the things we want to do versus what we have to do to pay the bills. and yet, at some point, it seems that what we want to do becomes what we need to do, not to pay the bills, but simply to survive and thrive, just a little...

i know, i'm running on a theme here lately.

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my son is taking his COLLEGE finals this week.

did i mention that my son is enrolled in COLLEGE?????

can you tell how happy i am about that??? his grades are good, maybe not perfect, but pretty damn good and i'm proud of him. i never dreamed he'd stick it out this long. he should have a good idea of his final grades on friday. he scored a 95 this morning on a project he designed. a church i think. he said his blew the instructor away. apparently she's a tough one, and everyone else had little elementary sketches.

poor kid, i think he inherited that creative-mental-health-issues thing from me!!

who knows, it could be the best thing i could've given him considering the profession he's chosen.

heh. funny how things work out, aint' it???

xoxo



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