*sigh*

Today I can breathe again.

Well, figuratively speaking. I still can't breathe right physically...stupid sinuses. Plus, they're giving me a migraine. :(

But, like I was saying, I can relax and breathe again.It's funny, how you can go your whole life knowing something without it ever affecting you and then one day, out of the blue...BAM! It turns your world upside down.

I should look into relaxation techniques. Maybe I'll research acupuncture. 

Jump.

As I was sitting in my favorite chair late last night, trying to clear my head, I wondered what jumping out of a plane would be like.

It's about that feeling you get, right in the pit of your stomach. It happens when the chair that you're leaning back in tips just too far; when the roller coaster starts down that first hill. Sometimes it's butterflies: when you see someone you are interested in; when you get nervous about being in front of an audience...it's all the same, but a little different in each situation.

I can't help but think that free falling would have that same effect, plus the adrenaline rush, plus about a million other things, too. Can you imagine stepping off of something--a tall building, a cliff, whatever-- and not knowing what was at the bottom, not having a parachute or a bungee cord, but knowing, 100%, beyond any doubt, that you will live. That's the only guarantee, though. You have no idea how bruised, scratched, or broken you might be at the bottom but you know, for sure, that you'll live.

Would you jump?

I did.

Darn Katie, making me do this...

As some of you may know, my history with blogging has been...uninteresting to say the least. But because my dear friend Katie needs someone to keep her accountable for her blog over here, here I am. Not that I don't want to, I just know that I am terrible at keeping up with them :)
But, truth be told, I will spend the next 6 weeks sitting in front of a computer for 8 hours a day, 5 days a week...so I should have plenty of time to post. Maybe this will be what keeps me sane.

As many of you know, I got a temp job working for eCampus.com's home office. You know how a rat maze looks?--all one color, confusing to get around, bland...this is my office. The walls are tan, the trim and doors are a caramel color (such an odd choice...), and the carpet is that industrial weave that just looks brown/grey when you squint at it. My office mate and I sit in a room with no windows that people use as a cut through, and that also serves as the copy room and storage. My job? Anything they need me to do--which isn't much today--90% of which is literally copy and pasting from one form or spreadsheet to another.
Don't get me wrong, I am SO happy that I have this job, that I can pay my bills, that my baby can stay at his daycare with his friends...but I am not the kind of person who is cut out for 8-5 work in a cubicle without any sound other than the clicking of keyboards. I need color! I need interaction! I just graduated from art school, this is not where I belong.

So, with that said, in the next 6 weeks that this job is supposed to last, I will be looking for positions in the art field. I have a couple inquiries out there already and a meeting next week about the Tuska Gallery where I worked this semester. If you hear or see anything that I might be interested in (read: kids and art, one or both!), please let me know!

I hope to keep this updated with my Mary Kay news (I am hard at work on my directorship! ), about Branham and all the awesome things he is doing, about any art I make or crafts I work on and also about the diet I am starting (Health tab). This "home" section will be general posts about life or what's going on in my head. I hope you all enjoy what's to come in this blog, because hopefully it will be a lot! Stay tuned, folks, it's gonna get interesting around here!