I got plenty of sleep according to my fitness tracker. Not much deep sleep but lots of light sleep. Yet I don’t feel rested at all this morning. I was exhausted yesterday and by 1700 I could barely keep my eyes open but of course that is much too early for bed so I had to fight to stay awake for a few hours. I need to be able to survive my shift at work tonight so didn’t want to mess up my sleep schedule in that regard.
Speaking of work I enjoy my new job probably about as much as one can enjoy a job, though it is not without its challenges and there are times I get frazzled and a little frustrated. I’m working in the bakery department of one of the area grocery stores. Everything has to be done just so, which means no room for creativity really. It requires doing a LOT in a single shift so my wrist is hurting quite a bit. I’m apparently allergic to the vinyl gloves that must be worn, so I need to talk to one of the managers to ask if I could bring my own gloves of another material, or wear some cotton liners underneath the provided vinyl gloves to offer a barrier between my skin and the material. That’s probably going to be the easiest route, since I’m not sure what other materials of gloves would be ok or of I’d have a reaction to them or not. It’s one thing to wear gloves occasionally for a few minutes to deal with something but quite another to wear them for several hours straight while working. It’s only a part time position, not enough to live off of honestly so I still need to figure things out and find something I CAN actually live off of. But for now it helps at least a little, and gives me experience for my resume.
I’ve desperately got to figure out how to pay for a fence around my back yard. It’s not even about the need for my dogs to be able to run and play, though that is true. It’s not about my desire for a little privacy though that is true as well. It is first and foremost about the fact that I fear without a fence it is only a matter of time before something awful happens. There are loose/stray dogs around here like you wouldn’t believe. One of the neighbors has a chihuahua with a death wish. That stupid little dog charges at me and my girls when we are out and it is a struggle to get mine hauled back inside. More recently a pit bull and another similarly sized (but slightly smaller) dog came along while I had my girls out – thankfully they kept their distance while my girls went bonkers and I used all my strength to pull them back across the yard and into the house. I get tense every time I take my girls out so they can potty, I do not at all trust putting them on their tie outs because then I can’t take immediate action to get them back inside if necessary, I feel badly that when they do go out I keep the trips as brief as possible. They NEED to be able to sniff and run and enjoy the outdoors a bit. But that can’t happen till I have a fence up to keep all these loose dogs OUT. Problem is fencing is freaking expensive and I just can’t afford it at all. 🙁 I’ve got to figure something out though for the safety of my girls and myself, and for my own peace of mind… Not to mention the fact that when my girls get fired up because of these other dogs, they pull so hard it’s hard on my wrists, elbows, and shoulders, trying to keep them from getting away from me. It’s no wonder my wrists hurt so much all the time anymore even though I rest them as much as possible and try to exercise them for some strength.
Anyway I finished another painting a couple days ago. I ended up changing my mind about just how I wanted to finish it up, but I like how I chose to do it instead. Originally there was going to be some lettering as well but I decided against it once I had the actual painting portion finished.
I drew inspiration for this one from the No Doubt song Spiderwebs. Sorry I’m not home right now, I’m walking into spiderwebs, so leave a message and I’ll call you back. Not one of their better songs I admit, but it always stood out to me as a favorite for the meaning behind the lyrics – or the meaning I always personally see in the lyrics anyway. One of the beautiful things about all forms of art, including music, is that each individual can interpret the same thing in different ways. Put a group of people in a room and have them listen to the same song then write down what they think the song is about, I guarantee there are going to be multiple meanings presented. That’s how music and art can touch so many people – there’s room for personal experience annd feelings to interpret what you see or hear, no one interpretation being “right” or “wrong”.
Well, my doggies are fussing wanting some snuggle time and I could use that myself so I’m off to have some down time with my girls before I have to get ready for work.
Until next time. xoxo