Feeling mellow yellow

I'm feeling kind of mellow today. Not depressed, but certainly not what you might call happy. Somewhere in the middle.

I've not really had that much to do today. Kind of sitting around, tweeking stories, playing with ideas. Surprisingly, though, the morning went by fairly quickly.

I want to be creative, I feel the juices mixing, but there doesn't seem to be much output. Not sure where it's going to pop out, but, it better do soon. Maybe I should sit outside tonight with a notepad and doodle, write and just do whatever pours out on the page.

I was thrilled over the weekend to discover that one of my scrapbook layouts was selected as a grand prize winner in a contest. The funny thing was I really just threw it together at the very last possible minute before the deadline. Nevertheless, it was a nice feather in my hat.

I certainly feel like my scrapping is about to jump to the next level. I was looking at my online gallery the other day and just saw a huge transformation in the quality of my work. I've been spending a lot more time really looking at other people's work and asking questions about where some of the "pro" girls get their inspiration, how they do their work, and the like.

I've sort of re-started a crop night at church for the ladies and DH would like me to expand it, to try and get more outsiders to come. He's even thinking advertising. It'd be a lot of work, and, well, would require me to start my own business, pretty much, because I'd have to start bringing in products for the ladies to use - the available selection here is negligable at best.

Hopefully, I'll be able to break through this creative block soon.

A new look

Today, I got to spend the entire day at the salon, but before you get excited, I wasn't the one getting the makeover.

We had a competition to find a new mom that needed a makeover and, I must say, the transformation was phenomenal! As the day progressed, you could even see the stress melt away from the winner's face, and by the end, she was rip-roaring ready to go.

Mind you, as she was having her hair, eyes, feet, hands, makeup and wardrobe done, I looked in the mirror and thought, boy do I need some new clothes...

Well, at least I can make an appointment to get my hair cut sometime in the near future...

Found

I found my keys... They were in my son's Bible bag. How they got there, I don't have a clue, but he did apologize...

Anyway, when it rains, it pours, and, quite literally, we've been having deluges here. Of course, the baby is sick and needs to go to the doctor. In this weather. Oh well... Guess it'll get me out of the office for a while...

Lost keys

What do you do when it's 8 o'clock, you have 2 kids to get to school and your keys are missing?

Call a Taxi...

After tearing the house apart, I still couldn't find my keys this morning, so, I called a cab. Amazingly enough, it was at my house within 10 minutes and I managed to get the boys to day care AND get to work on time.

I hate days like this, but at least I got in to work on time...

Now, to figure out how to get back home again tonight...

A new day...

It's so hard to believe it. I'm a working mom again.

And of course, now I have two little boys to shuttle around.

The job came up pretty quickly and almost unexpectedly. And they needed me to start right away because my new manager was about to go on maternity leave.

I'm doing the same thing that I used to do at that other paper, only, now, it really is easier because I have WAY less responsibility. I'm not doing everything anymore and I don't have to worry about leaving on time to go pick up the boys.

The hardest part about all of this is getting used to the schedule. That was only compounded by the fact that just days before I started, my hubby had a bike accident and fractured his wrist. So, of course, he's not really much use to me, especially when it comes to the chores around the house. He can run the bath for the oldest and do a few things, but, needless to say, our home looks like a hurricane hit it.

By the time I get home from work, I'm really too exhausted to do much more than the stuff that HAS to be done - make dinner, clean up the kitchen, make lunches for the next day, and iron my clothes if I have a chance. It's one big continuous cycle that never seems to end... Oh, well... at least it means a weekly paycheck that we didn't have before.