*cough* ...excuse the dust... *cough*

My drawing board's gotten a little smudged over the last couple years. I've lost track of the plans I'd made, and its all too blurry to try and salvage them. So, I'm erasing the lot, and starting with a clean slate. Pardon the word vomit, my fingers may not always know when to quit. ^_^

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Good days...bad days

It amazes me that it's already May. I swear I must of slept through March and April. I've got a jam-packed set of months rolling up on me, and not nearly enough time, fundage, or energy, to tackle it all. And yet...I'll find a way. Somehow, I'll work through the coming months, do what I have to in order to get it all done, and hopefully not come out bruised and battered at the end. The upshot to it all? The summer promises to offer up some pretty kick ass, killer opportunities. I get to hang with friends and family, have some fun in the sun, and enjoy this summer to hopefully its fullest extent. I just gotta keep my spending in check. Ha. Right.

This past weekend though, it was amazing. My boy and I went out to the Tar Pits, walked around in the gorgeous California sun, and just, relaxed. It was exactly what I/we needed, a chance to step back from the rest of our social setting and just be us. Fairly cheap, got to watch a good movie, get out in the sun. It was perfect. Saturday I worked a photog shoot, and during my break us girls all laid out in the sun near the Santa Monica coast line and talked. It felt so peaceful. I'd forgotten what it was like to just lay back and soak in the sun. Hopefully this weekend my boy and I can make it out to the beach and soak up some rays. I think that would be amazing.

Of course the downside that comes hand in hand with something good is bills. Always, the money I saved up gets spent on something. Sure, I got a break on my brakes, but now I've gotta pay my car tags. Which, shame on me, I forgot all about. Two days ago, I thought I was doing pretty good. Today I know I need to buckle down and make it through the next couple of paychecks. Joy. Money can be so...straining. Gah.

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