Just for smiles.

I drew this while I was nannying in the A.M., I told greg it was him when he was grumpy. Hehe.

A few hours later I received this in an email and I laughed out loud.

Sometimes we're just silly.

I wont lie that last night was really hard. I am just overwhelmed. I am overwhelmed with the amount of stuff I have. I mean I was aware I was somewhat of a pack-rat, but it just seems ridiculous. My Nan tells me its okay, because when I have my own place it won't seem like a lot. But now its just like, really? And you know that feeling when you open a box that you're about to just throw away, and you see that "thing" and you sit beside the box and read the letter, or hold the pin, or play with the toy. A memory strikes in your head and your heart hurts and you safely put the "thing" into the save pile. I probably did this about a million times last night. And it feels weird that I can box my life up. Like everything fits into these small places. A box for teaching, a box for memories, a box for crafts, it just all can be put away. I guess I just feel defeated. Just knowing if someone said you have to leave it all tomorrow, I could. I could pack one bag and be okay. But I'm not going anywhere. I have the choice to keep as I please, I can get rid of clothes, and trophies, and shoes, but photographs and buttons and pictures my kids drew, why cant I just scale down?

That's my rant for today, thank you for dealing. haha

Hopefully, I'll have a more productive time today.

xo j

There's a corner of your heart, for me.

So. I live at home.

You may laugh, but I'm not paying bills. So it works for now.

But in my small room, I am trying to fit a small business, a studio space and somewhere to sleep. More times than not my studio or store win out, and I am left on the couch.

Not being at the preschool this year, I also have acquired a fully stocked classroom.

Something has to change.

Its already a beautiful color, 2 walls mustard yellow, 2 walls an orange/red. So that can stay.

But I cannot breathe in there, I have enough stuff and enough ideas to complete an entire apartment, but I'm not there yet.

So I have to work with what I've got.

I just put up shelving in the basement and am moving the store portion down there.

I think I can balance just sleep and studio in the space.

Otherwise I think I'm boarding being a hoarder which I am not okay with.

I want it to be an escape from life. I want to step in to be completely over taken by inspiration and serenity. I want to be able to create there, open enough to layout my projects and be able to be working on multiple projects. I just want it to feel like magic. Where my heart and imagination collide.

Here is what I've pulled for inspiration...

Oh beautiful things!

Hopefully I can pull it off. I'm literally tearing things apart. I'll show you what I come up with once its all put together. But its really been the perfect rainy days project for me.

Time for tea,

j