Eeyore made it personal, her dislike of me. And apparently I'm just the latest in a long line of people who got fired because of it. It's ok- I can now add knowledge of Quickbooks to my resume, and the biggest perk is that I don't have to see her anymore.
My fella got kicked to the curb too, because of the merger at his company. They said no new hires, and since he was still temping, out he went. In the meantime, I'm enjoying being able to lounge around with him. We are making it fun to explore ramen and cheap meals, of which I am gleefully gathering all my old ramen tricks and ideas. I've also got time now to properly take inventory and weigh and wind and measure my coned yarn stash, precious time that I no longer take for granted. So... thanks, Eeyore! *thumbs up*
So, the job search begins again. And I've got a few projects on the needles to finish, which I'm a little grumpy about because they've been on so long I wish they would just finish themselves. One is a very, very delicate Echo Flowers, knitting up in turquoise cobweb weight merino I dyed myself. That's for my best friend's mom. One is the Dragon's Hope Shawl, which I have become a little superstitious over... I feel like the more I knit, the more my good luck increases. And then there's a pair of fingerless gloves I'm whipping up for a friend, who held on to yarn she found in a bar we used to go to (RIP, Bar 82!) for THREE YEARS, thinking it had to be mine, because who else brings yarn to a bar? Well, it wasn't mine, but it is now, and she's getting gloves out of it. (Just did a quick search on Rav to confirm it's Paton's Classic Wool, colorway Rosewood.)
I also went to my new thing as a painter's assistant, not sure if I mentioned it here. It's unpaid, but the guy lives within walking distance of me, and I'll be helping him stretch canvases and prime them and I'll be learning more technique and getting feedback on my own work as well. He's really, really good and fun to hang out with, so I think this will work out well. His roommate is really cool and a talented painter also. I'm slowly beginning to accept the fact that painting is what I was born to do, so I might as well fucking do it and make money at it, eh?
OK, I should probably go do some work on my room here. Still not fully packed, still haven't gotten rid of everything I need to get rid of, but I just installed Spotify on my shiny new phone, so I've got some company while I do crap I don't want to. Argh.
My fella got kicked to the curb too, because of the merger at his company. They said no new hires, and since he was still temping, out he went. In the meantime, I'm enjoying being able to lounge around with him. We are making it fun to explore ramen and cheap meals, of which I am gleefully gathering all my old ramen tricks and ideas. I've also got time now to properly take inventory and weigh and wind and measure my coned yarn stash, precious time that I no longer take for granted. So... thanks, Eeyore! *thumbs up*
So, the job search begins again. And I've got a few projects on the needles to finish, which I'm a little grumpy about because they've been on so long I wish they would just finish themselves. One is a very, very delicate Echo Flowers, knitting up in turquoise cobweb weight merino I dyed myself. That's for my best friend's mom. One is the Dragon's Hope Shawl, which I have become a little superstitious over... I feel like the more I knit, the more my good luck increases. And then there's a pair of fingerless gloves I'm whipping up for a friend, who held on to yarn she found in a bar we used to go to (RIP, Bar 82!) for THREE YEARS, thinking it had to be mine, because who else brings yarn to a bar? Well, it wasn't mine, but it is now, and she's getting gloves out of it. (Just did a quick search on Rav to confirm it's Paton's Classic Wool, colorway Rosewood.)
I also went to my new thing as a painter's assistant, not sure if I mentioned it here. It's unpaid, but the guy lives within walking distance of me, and I'll be helping him stretch canvases and prime them and I'll be learning more technique and getting feedback on my own work as well. He's really, really good and fun to hang out with, so I think this will work out well. His roommate is really cool and a talented painter also. I'm slowly beginning to accept the fact that painting is what I was born to do, so I might as well fucking do it and make money at it, eh?
OK, I should probably go do some work on my room here. Still not fully packed, still haven't gotten rid of everything I need to get rid of, but I just installed Spotify on my shiny new phone, so I've got some company while I do crap I don't want to. Argh.
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