Every winter, I either get kept home for a day or two by snow or by illness, and this year it was a head cold that stealthed in looking like allergies and then took me down while I was confused. It was a weird one because my symptoms never got that bad. On Sunday I…
Little victories:
It’s been chilly this week. I’m glad there’s no rain in the forecast until the weekend because that would be snow. I don’t want snow. I kind of oddly miss it sometimes, in that whole “I will probably never again see REAL snow, like deep winter snow” foolish nostalgia kind of way, but ultimately… I…
This year has felt… very haphazard so far. Work is still eating my mental capacity, juggling all of my creative endeavours remains possible (in theory) and yet I haven’t managed the knack of it, yet. I’m writing. Badly. That’s okay, because it’s still writing. I’m not feeling bad about it as a whole because I…
Oh! The date! Dang. I forgot to say happy birthday to my brother. 🤦 Thing to fix for tomorrow. Today was back to work. It went okay! I have hope. Writing is getting easier! I actually didn’t want to stop tonight, but the clock forced me to. I’m still procrastinating before starting, though, and I…
It’s done! And I’m ready! The former being the costume/character sheets for Heinrich that I’ve been working on for my entire holiday, and the latter being in regards to work. Honestly, that’s all that most of today was was just prep work so I can go back to work. I wanted that art project finished…
Today was better. Today was world’s better. I even knew exactly what delightful photo to pick because while I was cleaning up the area around my drafting table, this tiny little spider came crawling out of my sketchbooks to perch on a piece of cellophane stained glass art that my buddy Renee had made for…
I told myself that when I started this journal that it was going to be a way for me to give a little bit of perspective to how much I actually accomplish, and to what little joys I can find even in bad or mediocre days. I don’t have to make long journal entries, but…
The mood for this year, as articulated to a friend tonight is: nervous. I have a lot that I want to accomplish. I have a lot that I want to fix. I want to feel better. I want to feel in control. I want to be cruising calmly in blue skies and not careening along…