This has been a funny sort of week...
I find myself frustrated with a job that I love, creatively stumped when it comes to making new things for the shop and completely dismayed at how each weekend seems to fly by and I never have much to show for it. I don't know what my problem is. It could be my lack of finances the past few weeks due to the crippling gap of unemployment. Or it could be that I am adjusting to a new diet so the moodiness associated with detox is kicking in. But I'm determined to fix it. So the next seven days I am turning it all around.
Friday night I am coming home from work, picking out my cutest outfit and spending the weekend doing things I love.
No more Saturdays on the couch watching television or blowing away the day browsing cute websites and blogs. Want to see what I have planned? Because I'm excited to show you.

Mail!!
I have a confession... I have a ridiculous amount of promised packages waiting to be sent out. And I won't even tell you how far back they go. It's embarrassing. If you're waiting on one... forgive me. I'm sending them this weekend. Believe it when you see it. But you'll see it very soon. One of my major goals (and things I need to be better at) are getting packages out in a timely fashion.

Painting.
I bought more paints and have been plotting my attack on this large blank canvas in my room. Painting is pretty foreign to me and quite intimidating. But... I'm excited to get to it and just see what comes out. I'll share it when I'm done... but be kind. Not that you are anything less.

Music.
I seem to have a very on again/off again love affair with good music. I always enjoy it... but the weeks go by and I realize just how long it's been since I've spent time with earphones on and a good cup of coffee in my hand. Music is insanely inspiring to me... I really should make more time for it.

Good books.
Once upon a time I was an English major in college. And I loved books. When I started my degree that love for literature rose to great heights. And then they beat it out of me. They dissected it and analyzed it and took all the beauty out of it. But I'm ready to love books again... and I am going to start working my way through the stacks that await me.

Coffee.
Can I just tell you that it has been weeks since I was at Starbucks? And before that it was probably several more weeks. If you know me at all, then you know what an incredible feat of strength that is. Or is it the lack of money in the bank? Either way... I'm amazed that I haven't even missed it. Could it be that Starbucks has loosened it's grip on my life and I can now and forevermore be liberated? Perhaps. But I still love coffee. And while this new Raw Foods lifestyle doesn't allow for much caffeine... I am allowed the occasional cup. And this weekend it will be at Peets. (Sorry 'Bucks... you had your moment.)




























