THINGS

I find the older I get, the more stuff I accumulate, and the harder it is to find a place for it. This is why I have a storage unit chockablock full of crap I haven't missed in over a year! (Although some of it is furniture and things I would use if I had my own place)

At work, I've been making an attempt to organize everything. I've also been making the attempt to accomplish this in my room. I probably wouldn't care so much but when I want to have computer time that is now mandatory room and desk time. Forced upon me because of the tragic death of Lappy. I mourn over it because for the past 6 years I was not restricted. So, now that this restriction is there I want a haven to come home to. Not the tragedy one might call a room. For those of you who know me well, you know that for a solid 7 months in college I slept in my bedroom a handful of times. Opting instead for the couch. WHY? There was no room to get to my bed.

This disorganization has been a constant. Something I attribute to my artisticness. Yes, I realize I just made up a word. Artists are not to be organized creatures. After all, most great art comes out of mistakes and random impulses. This may be why I will never be a "great" artist. I am not whacked out enough. No Andy Warhol here. I make no plans to cut off my ear because of a man (or woman as in Van Gogh's case) and I certainly am no Basquiat.

I must say though the Chaos in my room rarely bothers me. It is a space for me to sleep in and no more. For now though, it must be my studio. Therefore, I need space. And I wish beyond wish I could let go of this sentimental attachment I carry to things. I've settled on taking pictures and trashing the unusable, un-recyclable, ridiculous objects I do not need. I plan on selling some of the things that I think have the possibility of being valuable to someone else.

In other news when it comes to life, I am just plain in LOVE.

I'm in love....

with Julie Powell. Yes, my obsession with Julie and Julia has gone a step further. I told you a post or so ago that I bought the book. Verdict, it is absolutely delicious. I have no idea if the food was good! What I do know is Julie made me laugh and almost cry along with her. Granted, it doesn't seem to take that much to make me tear up these days. lol. I loved the book better, which isn't so unusual. Whether she realizes it or not the reason she is so lovable is that she is so deliciously human. You just can't help to cheer her on. Even knowing there was certain disaster.

The funny thing about it is, I feel so connected when it comes to how lost she is. You see, I have a pretty strong faith in Jesus. You may or may not know this. That faith keeps me constantly questioning exactly what I am doing with my time on Earth. It is what drives my decisions. It may sound strange to you but it is very true. I keep wondering what I am going to really end up doing with my life. Especially in the area of employment. I love helping people get a good night sleep. I'm also going to be heading up all the interns that our joining our team in 2 weeks. That said, I have no idea where I see myself going long term. This is not something unique to me. I think that is why so many people fell in love with Julie. We are all a little lost and one day we realize we have no idea where we are going.

And that my dears is just fine! If we really knew where we were going, life would get pretty mundane fairly quickly. Then where would the fun be in living?

In other news, my computer is home and set up proper. I miss having a laptop already. Adaptability is a necessary feat. Especially since very soon I am revamping my artisticness. That is to say, I have plans for bowling pins, necklaces and some designy stuff. I'll keep you updated on that front for sure!

Till next time.....