it's official: domino magazine is folding. it's so sad; it's one of my favorites. i know this doesn't count as a national tragedy or anything, but i just really love reading that magazine. i always get really great ideas and inspiration from them. please don't tell me lucky is next!
i'm starting to get really anxious as to when this stupid recession is going to be over. my boss keeps talking about how she's been through times like this twice already, and they lasted for over two years. two more years of this is going to drive me cuckoo, like really. i'm thankful that i actually have a home to go back to, because if i didn't, i would literally be on the streets right now. how is it possible for me to have just gotten paid yesterday, and already be teetering on the verge of broke? i think there are tiny, money-hungry elves just sucking my funds dry in the middle of the night. it's like i wake up every morning to see that i have less and less money. how much do kidneys go for these days?
switching gears -- kind of -- about six or seven months ago, a little yoga studio opened up near my work. it's called peace yoga, and i pass it every day on my way to and from my parking lot. the woman that owns it is super-sweet, and i always stop and say hi to her while she's out watering her peace lily tree, or sweeping, or reading. she has tons of little knick-knacks in the window, as well as a big chalkboard that stands outside. and every day, rain or shine, she writes an inspirational messgae on it. well, one morning, i was walking past, feeling particulary broke and down on my luck, (i think i had something like, negative $150 in my bank account) and i saw this:
i'm starting to get really anxious as to when this stupid recession is going to be over. my boss keeps talking about how she's been through times like this twice already, and they lasted for over two years. two more years of this is going to drive me cuckoo, like really. i'm thankful that i actually have a home to go back to, because if i didn't, i would literally be on the streets right now. how is it possible for me to have just gotten paid yesterday, and already be teetering on the verge of broke? i think there are tiny, money-hungry elves just sucking my funds dry in the middle of the night. it's like i wake up every morning to see that i have less and less money. how much do kidneys go for these days?
switching gears -- kind of -- about six or seven months ago, a little yoga studio opened up near my work. it's called peace yoga, and i pass it every day on my way to and from my parking lot. the woman that owns it is super-sweet, and i always stop and say hi to her while she's out watering her peace lily tree, or sweeping, or reading. she has tons of little knick-knacks in the window, as well as a big chalkboard that stands outside. and every day, rain or shine, she writes an inspirational messgae on it. well, one morning, i was walking past, feeling particulary broke and down on my luck, (i think i had something like, negative $150 in my bank account) and i saw this:
now, i don't know about you, but when i see a sign, i know it. especially when the sign is literally a sign. so i snapped a picture of it, and made it the background wallpaper on my laptop. i wanted to be able to see it all the time. i then made it a point to not let my empty pockets hold me back; from taking chances, from having fun, and just finding new ways to get around my lack of financial security. and even though i still get super frustrated, i know that one day, i'll be making the big bucks, while actually doing something that i love. i just hope it's soon.
on that note, i'm back to work.
- britt
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