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Life Balance (Collage)

Hello everyone 🙂

This collage was inspired by some of the changes and decisions I am having to make this year.  Trying to work out what works best for me, how to manage that pesky work/life balance, and making decisions about the future.  All things I would rather procrastinate about with my usual head-in-the-sand attitude.

I’m not good at making decisions.  I have trouble deciding what colour underwear to put on, let alone making decisions about employment or whether or not to buy a house.  While I have been a brave girl (sort of) and managed to buy my first home, I still struggle with the career side of things.  What am I supposed to be doing?  Am I doing what makes me happy?  Is it more important to be fulfilled and content in your work, or should paying your bills come first?  So tricky.

All I know is that I am calm and settled when I am crafting.  That is one part of the life equation I don’t want to give up.  No one else has to judge it or even see it.  It’s doesn’t have deadlines, most of the time, and no one will get fired if it isn’t done right.  It gives me a sense of achievement, and if I don’t like what I’ve made, I can just paint over it and no one else needs to know.

How do you balance your creative side and your needing-to-work side?  Or are you lucky enough to combine the two and make a living from your art?  I’d love to hear how you make things work for you.

Thank you for dropping by x

 

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Blogging Challenge – Day Four : Your Dream Job

Apologies for lack of crafting posts… I’m packing up my house and unfortunately, crafty times are just not a-happenin’ at the moment…Bear with me x

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Ah, dream jobs…so named because they are, in fact, just dreams, for most of us.  As I have mentioned before, I’ve never known what I wanted to do when I “grow up”.  Now, in my forties, it seems a little redundant to start trying to figure it out.  But I still do try.  I read books on discovering your passion and take online quizzes about “finding your true calling” and all that nonsense.  Really, I just want someone to tell me what to do.  Give me some clue as to what I could do that would a.) bring me happiness and fulfillment, and b.) not leave me broke and living in a ditch or at my Mother’s.

I always wanted to be a writer, as a child, and I still have romantic notions about that happening.  But I have yet to write even one chapter of a book and I don’t even know what to write about.  I could write the story of a very boring girl who doesn’t have many life experiences, but I’m not sure who would want to read it.

So, grand writing career aside, I haven’t many other ambitions.  Most of this is due to a lack of bravery on my part.  I think about different careers but then talk myself out of them because they’re too risky (not enough employment opportunities), too underpaid (I have to live, after all), too stressful (I don’t do stress) or too something (basically I make lots of excuses).  Often, it’s just that I think I wouldn’t be able to do it, or I would do it so badly that somebody would die or lose their home or hold me forever responsible for a lifetime of woe and disappointment, and everybody would hate me.

The other side of it is that I really don’t know what fires me up.  Ask me what I enjoy doing and I will have trouble telling you.  Most of the time I just try and get through the day without falling over or having some sort of accident or getting fired.  I don’t know what I would like to do, if I had the choice, as a long term job.

But, dream jobs are not necessarily based on reality so, if I was going to just brain storm this for a while, here’s a few things I would like to be paid to do :

  1. Have my own doggy day care centre.  I mean, come on…playing with dogs all day, getting to watch their crazy antics and enjoying wuppet cuddles, licks and romps?  What’s not to love?
  2. Animal Massage Therapist.  I heard about this once.  It sounded ideal.  Getting to ease the pain of animals and make them feel better?  Awesome.
  3. Full time card maker.  I could actually do this, if I charged about $45 each for my cards.  As it stands, my prices are not nearly high enough to keep me solvent.
  4. Greeting card sentiment writer.  I used to love Mr Bickley’s job on Mork and Mindy.  You know, the grumpy old dude who lived in the apartment above M & M?  He used to write the verses and words that went in greeting cards.  What a cool job!  I would write sassy, humorous things.  Not all that generic greeting card nonsense you normally get.  But maybe some sappy stuff too, because people seem to like that.
  5. Working with baby sloths.  I don’t care what I’m doing – I will change their nappies or feed them or clip their toenails or read them bedtime stories.  I’ll do anything!  It’s baby sloths!  They’re so darned cute!
  6. Kelly Rae Roberts’ job.  Basically I want to make pretty things that people love and that make people smile.  I want to wake up one day and suddenly have talent I never knew I possessed.  I want to be brave enough to believe I have something to offer and that the world will want that offering.  And buy it.
  7. Cheese taster.  I don’t know if that’s an actual job, but it should be.  I would be excellent at it.  Fat, but excellent.
  8. Ice Cream Flavour Creator.  I seem to be on a food-themed slant here… I would like to ride a bicycle through picturesque villages, dreaming up taste sensations.  Lots of Butterscotch and Pistachio.  An ice cream Willy Wonka, if you will.  And my bicycle would have a little bell and one of those baskets with flowers on.  I might wear a beret and lots of gingham.
  9. Songwriter.  I think being a pop star would be scary and annoying.  But writing songs for pop stars would be ace.
  10. Radio DJ.  Playing music all day and sitting in a little box, not being bothered by other people?  Heaven.  I have a terrible, Minnie Mouse kind of voice though – I don’t know that anyone would want to listen to that.

So, there’s a few jobs I would like to have.  Apparently, if I could combine food, animals, music and art, I would be very happy.  If you know of such a job, let me know.  I will apply immediately.  I have references 🙂

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Bad Day

Bad Day

It’s been a long week.  Which is a bad sign when it’s only Wednesday.  Work has been frustrating and annoying and hunched-up-shoulder-stressing and I’m tired and grumpy and, frankly, over it.  Lots of unhappy people looking for new jobs and lots of managers not doing much managing, new staff not knowing what the heck they’re supposed to be doing and me, in the middle of it, wishing I was somewhere else. I was so hoping this job wouldn’t be the same as all the others I’ve had, where politics and egos get in the way of people just doing their jobs, and me doing mine.  I hate all the negative stuff.

Don’t get me wrong – I am VERY grateful for this job.  It came at a time when I needed both financial and emotional security and a place I felt I belonged.  And most of the time I do still feel that, but, sometimes, there are weeks when I would rather be just about anywhere else and get that feeling of needing to run away.  Or punch someone.

Punching someone isn’t really appropriate and I would be rubbish at it anyway (I throw like a girl so I don’t see why my punching would be any different).  Running away would be lovely except that I would be running away with nowhere to go and no job to run back to.  Which I kinda need if I am to continue paying my rent and y’know, eat food.

So, punching and running aside, I am trying to come up with some other things that will get me through the week without inflicting bodily harm on anyone including myself.  I am supposed to be on a diet, so eating cake is out (dammit!) as is consuming copious amounts of cheese or cookies.  I am not allowed to fool myself into thinking jelly beans are anti-depressants although they do have roughly the same effect on me…until I realise I’ve eaten a whole bag and then I feel depressed again and start worrying about my teeth and whether I have just given myself diabetes. So, food is out.

I could start holding up score cards as people walk past me, to comment on their outfits or general style.  I could throw bits of paper at them when they’re not looking.  I could go completely old-school and make a few “kick me” signs to stick on unsuspecting backs.  I could pretend I am on a VERY important phone conversation and speak to no one all day (I’d have to say “Uh huh” and “mm hm…” every now and then whilst holding the phone so that they believed I was actually talking to someone) or book one of the interview rooms and pretend I have a meeting.  Then take a nap.  A long one.

I could plait my hair into funky braids, tape them to the top of my head and wait to see how long it takes before anyone notices.  I could write limericks about staff members and send them out in “ALL STAFF” emails. I could go nuts and clean up my desk and tut at people who leave their coffee cups on it.  I could start reading every book in the collection and hand in a book report on each one to myself (which I will then grade harshly and make disparaging remarks in red pen all over it).  I could write a bucket list.  I could find an actual bucket and write lists about it.  I could list buckets I have known and loved.

I could give people “rubbish duty” and make them pick up any garbage outside if they talk too loudly in the library.  I could put some ropes across the library doorway and charge entry.  I would make popcorn.

I could build a fort out of library books and stick a white flag in the top.  I could sit on top of my filing cabinet and yell “You can’t make me come down!”  I could take all the dirty coffee mugs, plates and bowls people leave in the kitchen sink and smash them, greek-celebration style and eat fetta.  I could do a lunchtime poll just like in Heathers or get people to sign a petition where they think they are agreeing to banning nuclear testing or experiments on animals but really they will be signing off on purchasing me a foot-spa for under my desk.  I could walk around saying “Merry Christmas!” to people and see how many reply in kind before they realise it is actually only February.  I could write love letters to people in the organisation and sign them “Your secret admirer across the hall…” and watch the sparks (and disturbed looks) fly.

There’s lots of things I could do to get me through the week.  In reality I have to just get on with things and get over myself, be thankful I have a job and remember it is only two days until the weekend (and my birthday!).  Then I’ll have turning 40 to worry and think about instead.  Yikes.

Happy Hump Day all – hope the rest of your week is manageable, free from stress and, hopefully, leaves you in a better mood than I am in! 🙂

Can I stay home, please? (And a giveaway!)

Can I stay home, please? (And a giveaway!)

I really don’t want to work today

I’d simply much rather stay home

The library can manage without me I’m sure

Now where did I put that phone?

I’ll call them and tell them a little white lie

Who in the world would it harm?

I’ll tell them my head hurts, my tummy’s all wrong

And I’ve possibly broken my arm

My car’s broken down or got a flat tyre

My house is in need of repair

The bathroom is flooded, the kitchen’s on fire

And I can’t do a thing with my hair

So I simply must stay at home today

It’s surely the right thing to do

Then I can craft and create and play

And then I won’t feel so blue

Sigh.  Another work day ahead.  So happy I’m not working this weekend.  The only thing worse than working on a Friday is knowing you have to come in again on Saturday!  Happy work day to all of you who have to do the 9-5 thing today – we’re all in this together.  And for those of you who have the luxury of staying at home, crafting, sewing, painting, creating and being artistic and “authentic” – lucky, lucky you!  Tell us how you did it and how we can do it too!

Have a happy end-of-the-week everybody 🙂

PS GIVEAWAY! As a “thank goodness it’s the weekend” special, I’m going to give away a pair of Violet Annie earrings made by moi, to one lucky person who leaves me a comment.  Figured it was about time I started giving back and sharing the love a little.  Just leave me a comment and let me know what colour you like best (before Feb 19).  The winner will be randomly chosen.  🙂

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