Is Mother’s Day an active celebration or is it like Veterans or Memorial day where we mourn what’s lost? Because I rolled into this one on a movie marathon starting with The Babadook. And here’s why…
Last month an old client came around with a new project he was passionate about. Needed a designer, was happy to have me onboard. The project was an almost 200 page magazine. I knew the expected deadlines were garbage a month before we even arrived there but what I didn’t anticipate was my work being undone the last second before the printer was expecting us at the second deadline. I also didn’t expect a wonky mammogram result or to end up in the principal’s office on Friday for the final boss fight of the week.
I feel like I’m in this place where the only way I can get a controlled and favorable outcome is if I control it and I don’t want that, I actually hate it. Yet everything else feels like wasted energy and energy is scarce.
Someone paid me off this week to not do the job they were paying me to do. Take a minute to process that.
What I can control is this:
Godddddd, the site was down for over a month because bluehost almost died over an infected file on a WordPress install and I’m like, things are back up… Let’s see what was going on over here.
I’m clearly the best entertainment I know because the last thing I was doing here was turning loose of reality while still trying to hold the walls up all at the same time.
Realizing this could be the response to most posts on this blog and cackling and cackling and cackling…. Happy October!!!