The beginning of my porch garden. |
When things go wrong, the first thing we do is shake our fists at the sky and ask for a reason, or at least for company.
Once the road smooths out, suddenly shouting from the rooftops is less of a priority.
So, here I am. Life is pretty great. I live in a beautiful and spacious apartment with friends I get along with.
Kayley and one of my roommates. |
Kayley - my cat - is healthy and has plenty of birds to chitter at from the windowsill.
I have a wonderful boyfriend who loves me (that dancer guy from last year - /high five!! Yeah, all the drama blew over pretty quickly).
Mark thinks he can get away with working at my place. |
I'm making ends meet by doing editing and writing freelance under my own brand. Editing has always been my dream job, but I honestly never thought of getting paid to do something I love so much until now. It's a weird feeling, that work doesn't have to be "work".
My website, if you need an editor.
I'm still applying for jobs with benefits, but only the ones I really want. I'm also still doing temp work, but those are also contracts that have more relevance to what I want to be doing.
Got a haircut for the new job and all. |
So overall, I feel good. I'm winning on my work-in-progress.