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I awoke this morning to temperatures well above freezing for the first time in 20 days, it was all I could do to not walk the dog in shorts (no kidding). . .but instead I took the opportunity to enjoy the 41 degree pre-sunrise temperatures in jeans, a light jacket and a baseball cap. No scarf. No long underwear. No gloves. Hallelujah!
It is once again my busy week at work, which means a stack of ads a mile high and a bit more inspiration than usual to get the creative ads done. This is typically a task that I abhor, but a really good chat with a colleague of mine down in Texas put things into perspective for me. It’s hard, sometimes, being the only person in your office doing a job. . .surrounded by sales people and admin staff who don’t have a clue what it’s like to just “be creative”. ..and how daunting that can really be when your style of creativity may or may not be what the client wants. It can be incredibly soul crushing to spend an hour on an ad only to have the client come back and tell you that they’d like a big yellow starburst in the corner, oh, and can you change this type face to comic sans, thanks.
My biggest obstacle comes in getting started sometimes. . .I walk away from my desk and just say to myself, “Self, just go for it. . .it’s only an ad for an apartment community. . .it’s not rocket science”. . .that usually gets things at least moving. When I’m in the heat of a design, things usually flow pretty well. . .I just have a very serious aversion to creating sometimes. Which is odd. This is what I’ve been doing for a living for 8.5 years.
In any event, I’m trying my darndest to keep a positive attitude. When you wake up on the right side of the bed, the day just seems to go a little better, a little faster. . .things seem to get accomplished easier.
We’ll see what today brings.
time to hit this stack before it gets any larger.
later days
me
ever have one of those mondays. . .
not a case of the mondays, just one of those mondays, or any other morning of the week, when the first words out of your mouth should never have been spoken. When you just should’ve shuffled along in your half sleepy-half woken state, kissed your husband on the lips as he lay in bed enjoying the warmth of a holiday morning he so very much deserves. . .and gone about your day.
Yeah, I’m having one of those kind of mornings.
nothing seems to be coming out of my mouth just right and I’d like to get a do-over for today.
sad, it’s only 10am. . .I’ve got a lot on my plate as this is my hell week. . .it makes the days go by fast but it leaves me sapped at the end of the day. . .
it was such a pleasant weekend.
why’d I have to go and be a bitch right off the bat this week?
lordy.
all of this recent weight loss (again) has left me without ample padding.
I know it’s only 6 or 7 pounds of padding, but on someone my height, my build. .. it’s a lot of padding.
pants are fitting loose again (yay), muffin-topping is occurring hardly at all (yay), I’m finally able to go back to the gym this week after a two week hiatus due to respiratory illness (yay). . .
all in all, life is on the up and up.
aside from the fact that my toes are numb.
shiver me timbers
