My fabulous husband has suggested I start beading again. I opened up an Etsy account tonight for the day that I have something to sell. My confidence that anything will actually sell is pretty low, especially since I haven’t sold a thing in nearly ten years. I suppose not everyone can say they’ve sold pieces in a museum store before, but my confidence is pretty low in general right now.
I’m afraid to write much because the last time I started writing, it was a sure sign I was manic. I’m not at all, now; my therapist and psychiatrist think I’m doing very well.
Getting more realistic about graduate school too. What’s the point of going if I don’t have a solid idea of what I want to do with a degree? There is absolutely no sense in spending an obscene amount of money when I don’t have a career goal. Oh yeah, there’s my less-than-stellar GRE scores, but besides that…
The boys are so funny. Be-Bop’s favorite book is Alphabeep and he knows it by heart. Sprout isn’t quite growling at everyone we meet, but he still growls regularly. Our Christmas card is going to be very cute; it’s the only picture we’ve got of the boys recently where they’re both smiling at the camera. It’s their Christmas school picture. I’m very thankful the photographer is so gracious!
Truth be told, I’m lonely. I miss having a best friend. I know, I know…I’ve got people I’m supposed to be able to call when I’m lonely, but I just don’t reach out. Hence why I’ll likely continue to be lonely.
On the upside, I’m no longer a VISTA so I can express political opinions without fear of being censured on the job. I like VISTA but I just don’t have the stamina to stick with it.
Oh well. Another blah journal entry. Especially since no one reads.http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=tickle06-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=0823420760&fc1=000000&IS2=1<1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr