And this:
Then why am I stuck dealing with horrible people who can't make a decision, read a simple sign, or brush their teeth? (Seriously I'm really going to stop waiting on people with bad breath and who haven't showered. I should NOT smell you coming from two aisles away!!! Come on people!!!)
*sigh* Ok I'm done venting. I'm just horribly depressed about my work situation. I need to go draw or knit or something involving creativity and a glass of wine.
***********TIME PASSES***********
Sorry about that (sorta...not enough to delete it). I hate my job and I really miss painting. I miss it like a drug...I really do....and I just don't know what the fuck to do about it.
2 comments:
I know and admire your painting skills well, and really hope that you'll be able to find a way to make them a bigger part of your life. This can be really hard. I was a secretary until I was 29, and then bit the bullet and pursued painting seriously.
I never saw that great picture of your green and white marble. Did you climb up into the catwalk to get the shot?
Thanks Lisa! I can always rely on you making me feel good about my work and my struggles with it.
Oh and it was more of a HANGING out of the catwalks to get it, but it was worth it. I love how the furniture looks almost dollhouse like.
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