I'm finding my dorktastic crafting to be very therapeutic. Am reacting slightly less to sounds of metal. It's hard to seem bad if I know I am making something cool.

I'm only just realizing how creepy of a song "Bargain" by "the Who" is.

More on this later. Maybe. If I feel like it. I keep composing entries in my head and then not posting them. Eventually.

I got a job! (the traveling preschool one. Still waiting to hear about weddings.)

I'm going to Con!

Sean is making a full recovery from stabbiness.

I'm told I should hypnotize people into hiring me for jobs I want.

Eight years ago it was so easy to say "I'm praying for you ( Read more... )

I am applying for a job that I really really hope I get, a photography job for preschoolers that will give me weekends and summers off. If I do that, I'll get to go to meets far more often. I miss going to meets ( Read more... )

Maybe it's true I am a disaster.

I always feel a little bit like an impostor when I go to hardware stores.

Sometimes I feel guilty because I feel like I can never do enough, never be enough, never give enough.

And sometimes I get the reassurance that it's enough just to be me.

And that's kind of baffling, because I can't fathom that I'm really that special.

But I'll do my best to live up to that belief.