I am still here...barely.
It has been a super crazy few weeks since my last post.
I bought the house that I moved out of ten years ago. Moving back in what quite a chore. Painting, cleaning and more painting and more cleaning. Had a few issues with a sump pump and a smelly basement. Ya know, boring stuff.
Work has been absolutely nuts. My sales have increased tremendously which means more work.
We got a puppy.
and I need a vacation.
I haven't written in awhile.
I do miss it and during random parts of my day, I think...."I should blog about that".
Then I get home, exhausted, hungry and uninspired.
It is sad but I always say that if I don't come home from work tired, I didn't do my job right.
Anyway, that isn't why I decided to write.
I have realized that I have become very stingy with my free time. I see many people every day. I talk to strangers. I help them find what they are looking for. I talk to my coworkers. I help them every day with this and that.
When I get home. I want my time.
It is kind of weird.
I sometimes don't even want to talk on the phone.
Time is something that I don't have much of.
On my days off, I like to sit and do my own thing. I have even pulled out my beads and crap to start working on my creative jive again.
On another thought....isn't stingy a funny word?
