Moving!
So ummm... I'm moving, yet again. But this time its to someplace SAFE. A haven where I will not have to keep my vibrators in an armored safe. A place where kitties can roam in a nice, spacious area. And my roommate is the fabulous as_mona_says. Yes. We have a household policy of liberalism, Beatlemania, recycling and free love. Seriously. Its going to be so nice to have a roommate who will not judge me for once. It all came together so easily. Its almost kinda weird. But super fucking fantastic nonetheless. I'm also taking this as a sign that I NEED to find a new job. I hate my job, I really do. And I can see myself becoming bitter towards the industry if I stay there. So its time to look once again. For something closer to chandler that pays more money. I hate struggling. I shouldn't be struggling.
In other news, I've begun to take up sewing again. I need to go back to creating. Cooking is a great outlet for this... as is my writing. But I just need something I can ENJOY. When I did photography... years ago, that was my outlet. But I stopped because it just got too expensive. I developed the traditional way. I love digital but I love the art in developing pictures using chemicals and reels and whatnot. Writing is used as my therapy. Cooking is my job. Sewing is just fun! although I suck at anything besides hair scrunchies and purses. I need a table for my sewing machine.
In other news, I've begun to take up sewing again. I need to go back to creating. Cooking is a great outlet for this... as is my writing. But I just need something I can ENJOY. When I did photography... years ago, that was my outlet. But I stopped because it just got too expensive. I developed the traditional way. I love digital but I love the art in developing pictures using chemicals and reels and whatnot. Writing is used as my therapy. Cooking is my job. Sewing is just fun! although I suck at anything besides hair scrunchies and purses. I need a table for my sewing machine.