I haven’t had time or energy to blog lately. “Hell season” is in full swing at my place of employment, and while I’m very grateful for the job security, it’s a real soul-killer. It also forces me to open up a bottle of fine whine. If not for my husband’s loving care and friendship, I don’t know what I’d do. Every year my job environment threatens to remove any joy of the holiday season that is SUPPOSED to be living inside of me. Every year I tell myself I won’t put myself through it again. But what can I do? Reality has something else to say about that, and the bills don’t stop. So here I am again this year. I actually tried finding another job back in the summer, but my age and lack of college education seem to be a detriment. Don’t people realize that the School of Hard Knocks can mean way more experience and knowledge than a degree? Not that I’m against higher education, not at all! I probably would have gone to college on a music scholarship had I known what I wanted to do and not had such a fear and lack of self-esteem, not to mention an incredible lack of maturity. Plus the expense was just another burden I didn’t want. I needed to get out there and make money, not spend what I was already lacking.

Not that everything going on in my life has been negative. I’ve been given an outside project that’s been very rewarding on a creative level, and that’s a blessing. So the timing wasn’t that great. Does opportunity ever knock when it’s simply convenient for you? Sometimes you’ve just gotta jump in and get those feet good and wet.

Waiting for that week off between Christmas and New Year’s, if my sanity is still intact!