So today I made a decision.
I also ordered another Diva Cup from Lunapads because a. I refuse to cope with menstruation without one and b. I set fire to my current cup.
Don't let the water boil dry when doing the end-of-use sterilisation procedure. One siliconised pan and lid later, and I was online waving my credit card at the screen. The replacement should arrive well before my next period. Period.
My decision? Well, it has to do with setting off down a path (hence the cute pic of the Wee Guy and a girl friend). So now I've made my decision and have to sit, waiting for the other party to make theirs.
Right now I'm feeling like I have quite a few balls in the air, all aloft but only just.
Then I move on to the plate spinning.
Wish me luck.
Friday, May 31, 2013
So today I made a decision.
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Looking up from under a new do. Yes, I've had my hair expertly chopped back (by Jen from Volution Salon, of course) to the same style as when I 'landed' in Canada over a decade ago. It still sticks up dramatically but is now more salt and pepper than bright red; the highlights this time are natural.
Are things looking up?
I think so.
I'm on yet another cusp.
As life progresses incrementally two steps forward and one-and-a-half back, I seem to be moving in the right direction.
I now have a freelance gig going on and am thoroughly enjoying it.
I had not one but two job interviews on Tuesday this week.
Last week brought a couple of Really Interesting Conversations which could potentially eventually perhaps lead to some things productive.
Yesterday I delivered seven (yes - 7) pieces for an art exhibition following a blinding rush of creativity.
My college writing program is being axed, but I should be able to carry work over into a new post-degree program that is scripted to run during more family-friendly hours.
I think I know more now about what I don't want, and what I am prepared to set aside, and how that actually seems OK with me.
And home seems an appealing place to be around.
But, even though the forward motion seems microscopic, I feel like I'm making more progress than I have in a long time.
Looking up? Why, yes.
thrifted stripey asymmetric cardi (Suzi Shier); artisan glass necklace (Mojacar, Spain); gently-used long sleeve top (Gap); repurposed filigree metal earrings (gift)
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
My sidekick, by my other sidekick.
Life gets more complicated with sidekicks but is also more enjoyable.
Right now, my sidekicks are heavily influencing the steps I take going forward.
And I welcome that kind of interference.
Their influence helps me focus on what's important in life.
And what's not.
Decision time - coming to a blog near you pretty soon.
Saturday, May 25, 2013
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Caught myself, coincidentally, while snapping some macros for a WIP destined for an exhibit at the end of May. It's a long time since a. I've made any jewelry and b. I've captured my reflection in a bead.
Coincidentally, I may have been in the right place at the right time.
Coincidentally, something that I love doing might be a path to something productive.
Coincidentally, and just maybe, I found something when I wasn't looking.
Have you found me yet>
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Friday, May 10, 2013
|yes, the fab wedges are thrifted too :)|
For those of you in employment or not currently on the seeking-paid-work treadmill, it's an exhausting and thankless task. After at least an hour's research and preparation, application packs get sent off into the digital void; weeks later, you've heard absolutely nothing. There's no acknowledgement these days, no thanks for applying - we'll be in touch in xyz weeks. Nothing. Nada.
Sometimes I follow up, asking for feedback or offering to supply more material - deafening digital silence. There are way more job seekers than there are positions to fill, even in the midst of this skills shortage.
I never thought it would happen to me, but it has. I worked hard at school, graduated from university, worked through a PhD and held down a postdoc. I've even gone back to school for two different post-secondary accreditations. And don't get me started on the amount of volunteer work I've done, building up new skills and keeping old ones current. I'm a seething mass of new skill acquisition - which skill should I learn/update next? Adobe Muse? Pay-per-click advertising? SEO? Tantric sex?
I thought I was doing all the right things while I stayed home with baby, as a new immigrant, as the trailing spouse .. it doesn't seem so.
As I head closer to 50, it gets easier to imagine reaching retirement without having anything to actually retire from. I'm sure this raises a laugh for some.
Apparently 'many women' would love to be in my shoes, staying at home with the kid, being a kept woman, and yes, I count my blessings - I do indeed have the kid and the husband package. But all is not right in my world. These 'many women' don't see the intense frustration of staying home with nothing better than scrubbing toilets, nagging and chasing dust bunnies. Personally I need more. Housework does not equal fulfillment; a clean toilet is not job satisfaction; being home for a kid after school is wonderful but staying home alone all day while kid is at school is a waste ... and please don't suggest any more volunteering. Canada has had all the free work I'm willing to give - no new projects; pay me.
It is, of course, up to me to keep going. Write - edit - research - apply. There is no magic wand to wave. All mr ebb can do is hold me close and stroke my hair as I rant myself to sleep, while the Wee Guy puts up with my grumpiness.
[side note: as each application vanishes into the void i'm getting closer to taking the work-from-home route, which in the long run would be much more sensible for the in and around bit of family life. so far, i've landed a sweet web content gig for a local website which gets me thinking out-and-about locally, and i'm thinking about exploiting my social media/digital skills for hire. wish me luck! i long for a water cooler and workmates, but maybe building it myself would work better]
Wednesday, May 08, 2013
Saturday, May 04, 2013
|testing out new oil bars in my sketchbook|