long.day.

11 hours at work today.  12 yesterday.  + school.

Tired but my house is tidy AND I got a bath.

When I arrived home, the long thin tube of fabulous wool+lycra from Italy was waiting for me, all packaged in mail-safe heavy duty plastic.  Oh yay!  My wonderful fabric from Eliott Berman in New York, that I bought for my Black Dress at school.  The dress that I’ll be designing and making this next month.

I’m very excited but also a little bit behind in things.  Just started my pants tonight and have yet to do the required shirt.

Very very tired but every time I go to school I’m so happy to be there, working, trying, learning.

During the lulls in the meeting I’ve been reading the book called “The anti 9-to-5 guide” about following your dream and opening your own whatever shop or being your own boss, or just working outside the cubical / for The Man.

After jobs not coming through, and or the chase plateauing, I had been waiting for something new.  But it wasn’t forthcoming.  And then reading and really feeling an understanding of what I plan to do, I decided that staying put would be right and good.  That having the stability of this place was finally tolerable, and it would enable me to go forward with the plan.

Just today I decided.

Then, right before lunch, wouldn’t you know it, but the recruiter called to say that the boss from the place that was on hold or not a go, wanted to see my porfolio again.  That she had time and space in her brain to address this now.

Thanks universe, for your funny sense of humor.

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