Slacker.

Don't let the title fool you...even though I haven't been writing in my blog on my usual day, I have not been slacking off. I starting running again. I ran 4 days this week. I had my ups and downs but I am just so proud that I am out of the starting blocks. AND I started another drawing as well. And this weekend I am going to start painting the daycare. I know it has only been one week and that I do not have the longest track record but it is definitely a good start. Why all of this motivation, one might ask? Well, it just might be the haircut I got last week. I had my lady cut it just below my chin. Or maybe it is my pretty pink planner, so far, it is getting used, and daily too!  :)

We will leave for Cayman in one week. In one week!!! I am so excited. Although, we just discovered it will be cut short for a few days, nevertheless it is a well deserved break. Vacations are always well deserved! A time where we can all be true slackers...

Chicky Change.

Wow! I did not realize so much time has passed since my last post. And Charlie tried to tell me...whoops!

So what is new?

Mom has left for Tucson for her annual vacation. She will be gone 2 weeks.

I scored an awesome second job. My friend's sister has built a new daycare building and GUESS who is going to paint it? This place is huge and I will get to paint something creative in all the rooms. My first room is the movie room and I am thinking of doing a Drive-In theme, with movies under the stars.

Man or woman was not designed to sit around and do nothing. So why is it so damn easy!!! I must get off my rump! And when I finally do, it feels good to do manual labor, to accomplish something and to get your hands dirty...

Speaking of doing, I bought a new planner this past weekend. And as Charlie jokes, I am motivated all over again...at least for another 3 weeks. I have visions of working on my 101 goals all over again. This planner is pink. And so pretty. So time will tell.

I am feeling the need for change. Like a little chicky poking out of its shell...slowly but surely the cage sets her free. That chicky, my friend, is me. I need to change...one poke at a time. And I think this change is going to start with a new hair-do this Friday. What is it about hair? You change your hair, you change your life.

Oh, if it were only that simple.

Wow! Record Broken...

Wow, thanks for checking out my artwork everyone.  I have a record of 50 hits in one day.  That is just so cool!  You have all just motivated me to start on the next one tomorrow.  Thank you for that!

Well, we just got the good news.  No merger for Continental.  Woo hoo!  It should be a happy day at work tomorrow.  I am looking forward to no more "doom and gloom" lunch conversations about merging.

We went to the I-fest today for Jenn's birthday.  It was so fun.  The band Taj Mahal played while the sun set into the horizon.  It was a beautiful night.

We had our community clean up day yesterday and our first dodge ball game ever.  I am so sore today.  It was such a good weekend, even though I am hobbling around in pain.  :)

Ta da! New Artwork!

This drawing was done for a lady at work. These are her daughter's dogs, and at the beginning I was not crazy about drawing them with sunglasses, because I just love putting all the detail into the eyes. I really dragged my feet with this project. To my surprise, I had some fun with those sunglasses and made the most of it.

I am still backlogged. I have a long list of drawings I need to complete. Eventually I will get caught up...and at least I am drawing again. :) Please feel free to comment with any feedback...positive or constructive.

Merger.

Well, the big news this week was the merger. No more hiring. No more initial classes. Work is a little somber right now. Nobody really knows what is going to happen. Only time will tell. So the best thing to do is just take it day by day....

I have to go finish my drawing so this blog entry will be short.  I will write more next week.

Slowly coming out of...

THE FUNK. I am still not working out. Not eating any better either. But today I had a wonderful lunch with a friend of mine that was over 3 hours. Time just flew by. I had such a nice time. I was not even hard on myself for not getting everything done I needed to get done on my only day off.

I started a new drawing yesterday.

My class graduated this past Thursday. I already miss them.

I biked 27 miles in Galveston this past weekend. My butt hurt for 3 days.

Charlie registered for school. We are officially broke.

I played catcher for the first time in our softball game. AND I actually enjoyed it.

New job is going well besides the fact I have been low on energy all week.

I am just chugging along slowly and surely.  I am checking out a new gym tomorrow.  I know working out will get rid of this funk in its entirety.  I just feel it.

In a funk..

I hit the first funk of 2008. You know, that heavy, blah feeling that follows you around and you are just not motivated to do anything. Including write in a blog. Or doing any artwork. Or caring about my goals. Usually when I hit this stage, I don't care about the consequences. I eat junk food. No desire to exercise either. It just feels like a hopeless down spin.

But there is always light at the end of tunnel. This wont last forever.

My class graduates tomorrow. I think it might have something to do with it. A chapter closing, a new one beginning. It is always frustrating to be new. Overwhelming. All this information bombarding you at once. Not sure where to begin to sort it all out. I come home from work and feel brain dead. Meaning all I just want to do is zone out and not think. Which is funny because being a flight attendant, and saying "Chicken or Beef" 300 times a day was also making me brain dead. I yearned for some sort of challenge. That said, it really makes this saying true,"Be careful what you wish for!" But all kidding aside, this challenge really is the best thing for me right now. I just haven't been challenged in so long. It is kinda like a hard workout, it is not a bad thing and it only makes you stronger, but boy, it sure hurts like hell for a few days!