Wednesday may become a different day

Coffee at hand and the time is right. I have promised an entry today and shall deliver. There will be googly eyes.

There is an opportunity that has presented itself over the last week that may have some drastic influences on my life and the lives of my little family. Most of you know that I work in the fascinating world of food service. I am currently the senior driver and driver trainer for a wonderful pizza place. "We" have the best pizza available in the area and the people (with exception of one) are good people to work with. My boss is enthusiastic, amiable and dedicated to making us a good team. He is more importantly to me, Not an Idiot. I have become very attached to this job and am having a difficult time with the idea of leaving it. Thing is, this new opportunity is pretty snazzy. I would be moving out of food service entirely and making more than twice what I make now give or take a great tip night (rarer than golden goose eggs) or moving into management. I would have a set schedule and a guaranteed two days off in a row with a potential third depending on production quotas. I would be able to wear comfortable clothes in a color other than black and I would not have to run my poor truck into the ground anymore.
All of this is grand but the potential for such a dramatic change in my "career path" had me in a very head-spinning place. My journal work got blocked and I could not see the pictures I wanted to make clearly. I am still struggling but I had to let go and move back into my crafting comfort zone for a while. I picked up a hook and snagged some new yarn, a major splurge at near 5$ a skein. I made my new winter hat and then dug out some scrap yarns and created three flower pins.

In between these activities I worked at trying to make a second job viable (so not), I managed to pick up a new kitten, and I drew on graph paper. The security of the grid has been a fallback for me since I started this wonderful journey of the journal. I find that the lines let me see the page as not empty, not the dreaded empty page.




Many pictures lie this way...

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Never fear, there will be a post tomorrow. For today I will give you a couple of images and hope that all of my loyal 3 will tune back in tomorrow evening to see what I have been up to this past week.
Peace, Love and joy to you all.

Wednesday wiped out.

My multimedia journaling has taken a decidedly Dervish like turn lately. I find I am needing more time to feel each page is complete but am getting more frantic with the desire to finish in the time I have. I do not deal well with deadlines when it comes to my artwork and there is something awkward about feeling self imposed deadlines pushing down on you.

 With my work schedule being what it is right now (two part time jobs that have yet to balance with each other) I have decided to take a break from the glue, spray ink, stamps and paint brushes and get back to the line art that got me on this path in the first place. The use of one or two pens to create an entire page of evolving patterns. I will continue sharing what art I make and a little peek into hectic-ville with my loyal three at least once a week, almost surely on Wednesday. When I get back the peace of mind and the time (most important) to delve back into the rainbow  dervish whirling happily in my head I will let you all in on it. I hope you enjoy what I have for you today.

Peace, joy and love to you all.