Tigerfishing in the River of Proverbial Baloney

So everything is still normal, nothing has fallen down or ripped itself
apart in my presence, so I feel accomplished. J and I did a little
reorganization and cleaning of my humble abode. I talked with him about
new paint colors, which should either brighten or make my life more
difficult. Because I know not what is going on in Boston or my
possibility of still going there, I realize I will either be happy I
chose to change my environment, or happy to really change where I am.

Everything is falling deliciously in place. I sent off my transcription
test so I will be able to be mobile (in terms of my living/traveling
arrangements), and really decide where I want to be. At this point I
can’t see doing it more than heavily at first, and take assignments on
as I need in a few months. I need to save it all and my living in
virtually nothing has made that an easier fantasy to realize.

At this point I am going to focus on some surprising classes I need to
take so that I can try one more thing before I sell out to a full-time
education. This is not selling out as most people assume, but selling
my soul to the gods of education so that nothing else could possibly
come into play.

More on that later.

But anyhow, I am considering this little business out front where I
sell some stuff for the upcoming holiday season. Or perhaps in the
fairs, which I have been wanting to do for YEARS.

Oh la la. Life is beautiful, but somehow always full of surprises for me still.

Rockit.

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