Well, I am certainly going through a transitional period in my life. I’m scared and confused and excited and depressed, all at the same time. So I don’t feel like talking to you, blog readers. Actually I do, really bad, just in private over some beers, and I hope you don’t mind a few tears because I’m full of them lately.
What will my new life look like? I have no idea, and that’s kinda scary. Just about the only thing I can be sure of is that I will be married to Tom. He is my anchor and I am lucky to have him. I wouldn’t have even gotten in this mess if it wasn’t for him, and I mean that in the most positive way. It’s good to reassess your life from time to time. And I am at somewhere at the midway point of trying to change my life. This part feels a bit harder than the last right now. The last part, though it was full of financial stress, at the least had some sort of schedule and path to follow. Go to city college, transfer to CCA, get a degree. OK, done. but now I need to figure out what comes next. Your guess is as good as mine, actually, maybe it’s better. Do you have a guess for my future? Any suggestions on what to do next? I could sure use some help right now. Yes, I have bills to pay, big bills, but if I don’t find a sane way to pay them, I’m a done duck. My art career is a tiny bud of a career and it is calling for me like a hungry lamb. It knows me as the of with the food dish, and it won’t stop calling. If it dies, it’s all my fault! Um… No pressure!
Click Jerry the sheep for more photos from Memorial Day weekend.