I'm scared starting a new job. I don't know these new people. Will they like me? Will I like them? Are they fun? Are they funny? Am I going to hate it? Is it going to be boring? Are we going to go broke? I'm working less hours and making less money, but the drive isn't far. I'll be home more evenings, and I'll have more time to work on other projects. Jarot and I want to run our own business. We have all of our screenprinting stuff, and we want to finally be able to sit down and make it work. I want to find somebody to illustrate the kids' books I've written. Or maybe I just need to sit down and work on my drawings to make them how I imagined. I'm pretty picky when it comes to book illustrations.
All these emotions just hit me today. And I'm glad nobody walked into my office at work just after I got to work today. I was sitting at my desk crying, and I'm not a crier.
All the applications are rolling in, I'm sure. :( I just
Just putting that out there in the blogosphere.
On a happier note, we should be moving into the new house this weekend. Jarot and his dad are finishing up the floor in the new house as I type. At least I hope that is what they are doing. It is what they are supposed to be doing. Then all that remains is hanging the interior doors and adding the deck railings and posts. I think that is it, aside from me trying to salvage the ugly bathroom vanity and spray painting fan blades. This has been a busy 7 weeks. We have done all the renovations ourselves on our other house, but never all at once like this. I don't want to see another paint brush for a few years, so I hope we love the colors we selected for a long, long time. Photos still to come, but that will be another day.