So today, I had an unexpected day off from work, where I was able to catch up on blogging, go Trader Joe's shopping, make cookies, watch What Not to Wear, and do a little more painting.
Amidst the stress of looking for a job, and driving to the Westside to transcribe for Mark Burnett, I am able to find little bouts of happiness in moments of creativity.
I mailed out all of my hand painted Valentine's cards yesterday. I get butterflies imagining each individual's expression and thoughts when they open up the card. I also painted some goodie bags for my aunt to give to her two friends.
It is wonderful to be working, doing my own thing, feeling productive and come back to my boyfriend, who is always so loving and supportive and I can share all my feelings with.
Each day makes for an extended feeling of, 'I really don't know what is going to happen next.'
But I think I like that feeling even better than being a part of something and not feeling for sure that it's the place for me.