losing it. well, almost.

Yesterday I about lost it.

You know those days that make you want to scream for, no lie, like 5 minutes?

It was one of those days.

I take that back.

It has been one of those weeks.

Yes, I know it's Tuesday. But all my days? They run together.

So I am thinking about this instead:

FRANCESCO LAGNESE

i want that light. both the daylight and the one that matches the vent in shape. awesomeness!

and the gigantic clock. in a mortal's home, it would take over with its i'm-so-big-and-awesome-you-can't-stop-staring attitude. here it just looks... perfect.

and you can shut your face about that island. i dream of having that much work space! (*wipes drool*). the entire space is a fantastic conversation. i'd like to wake up here. coffee would just taste better.

I need this.

Or this:

More realistically, I need a gigundus wall to put it on because it is prolly 18 to 20 feet tall. No lie. Anselm Kiefer's painings are momumentally HUGE. The lead books are also ginormous.

And I love them.

I started a blog a few years ago. I hoped I'd publish regularly and someday have my own book deal (Ha!). However, my blog lacked focus, and I soon became consumed with thoughts of things fitting/ not fitting on the blog.

Why I thought I had to have a specific focus immediately, I have NO idea. Especially since if you know me, you know that I am All. Over. The. Place. I typically figure out what I want to do by figuring out what I don't want to do.

So I quit the blog.

Two years went by.

I stopped making art and started doin' some learnin' to be a nurse lady.

In the process, I've learned that I LOVE cooking. Sitting with my head stuffed into books all day leaves little time for creative output. And, well, we all have to eat, right? I've found that I give myself permission to be creative in the kitchen. I have no problem spending two hours cooking dinner. On a Tuesday.

I've learned that running keeps me sane. (And allows me to fit into my jeans!)

I've also fallen in love a little bit more with The Handsome Man I'm Seeing. Someday, we may just get married.

Anyhoo, I find myself teetering on the edge of the blogossphere. I realize there are things Twitter's character limit doesn't cover and having a diary just doesn't do it for me. And so here I am. So perhaps I can quit the Judgey-McJudgerson routine for a minute and give myself room to just be. After all, I originally started a blog to capture funny moments in my day, to rant about crazy drivers and everything else that gets caught up in my fury, and to capture beautiful and delicious things.

I hope you enjoy the ride.

xo