So hey, it's been a while! Sorry for the radio silence, but:
- I don't like to bitch on the Internet, especially when the people I'm bitching about could see it.
- Struggling with depression, and I'm very private. Also, what do you care, right?
- Busy busy busy.
I'd really wanted to get my landscaping cleaned up this year, but my photosensitivity has complicated that. So I tell people that I leave the weeds in because the roots hold the topsoil. I do have a couple of grow beds in the veggie garden set up, though, and the beans, cukes, and beets are looking very good. Yay!
The project to make our Ikea bookshelves look like Tetris is coming along nicely. I'll have to post pictures soon, because it really just amuses the hell out of me.
I now officially have a shitload of pets. Still the three cats, Osiris, Mina, and Mystery. Add to that the permanent adoption of formerly fostered hedgehog Dr. Gordon. I adopted a second lady rat from the Humane Society early this month, which is funny because I adopted my other girl *last* July. I'll be putting them in the same cage this week once the cages are deilivered. There's been some scuffles but no difficulties, so I think they'll be fine. Penny, the new girl, is so sweet. Well, all ratties are. I'm winning her over with treats and tummy scritches, and she's warming up to me much faster than Fanny did. I ended up bringing home two little boys (2 months) a little less than a week ago. Hershey is definitely the head guy, and is much, much braver than his brother. He was taking papaya from my fingers the day after I brought them home and loves to scamper all over me when I take him out for cuddles. Marshmallow (aka "PoopPoop") is much more timid. He won't take treats from me yet, and when I pick him up he prefers to curl up behind my neck under my ponytail and hide out. He seems to like it when I'm holding his brother as well, so I've been doing that. Bucks can get up to 2 pounds, so I'll have to take pictures of them now while they're fuzzy and smaller than my hand.
I haven't been doing any art lately, although I have been quilting. My studio is just in too much turmoil right now to be a good working environment. I see all these artists with messy work areas and I just don't know how they do it!
Even though I'm more than busy enough taking care of the house and my zoo, I've been thinking about trying to get back into the workforce. I would like a new car, some of my own money, and to get out of the house. I've been hesitant, because I would most likely only be able to get some shit retail job and I've had quite enough of that. I'm tremendously grateful that it's a matter of wanting, not needing--believe me. It's been hard for me, though, being entirely dependent on my husband for money. He is completely open-handed and trusts me to not be stupid with our money--and he does always call it "our" money--but sometimes I still feel like a load (even though I work my ass off). I keep thinking that I need to sell some original art and prints and some quilts and all that, but I still can't quite believe that anyone would want it so I don't go there. Plus I feel that the market for homey crafts and art is pretty saturated right now, so what do I have to offer that's different? We'll see.
This post has gotten long enough, and I need some vittles. And more tea (thanks, insomnia). I'll try not to wait 8 months to post again. :)
