The thing that never was

Spring is here even though it's not "official" yet and I say that because I'm on a steady diet of Zyrtec and nose spray and sneezing fits and puffy eyes. Oh Spring is definitely here!

Yesterday I finally heard the job I was waiting to hear about isn't going to happen after all, the client decided on something else. Whatever that means 🤷‍♀️ I only know I'm not really sad about it because it was a monstrous lot of work and the time frame to do it kept getting smaller with every passing day the client hadn't made decisions. It was quickly becoming impossible and when it finally just fell apart I didn't really care. I even feel like that happened for a reason to free up time for something coming my way. I really feel like something good is coming my way and am preparing for it.

And in preparing for it I've been redoing my whole website and getting things in order. Staying true to my path and journey I've decided on. I'll do a website launch thing when I get all my ducks in a row. A few more commissions to plow through then I'm back to painting for me and future shows and whatever this magical thing is that's coming my way. Do you ever feel like something better is coming to you that you need to be ready to catch?

And I'm super proud of myself for not even feeling disappointed at the "job that wasn't" because it never was. You start thinking of people's words as just that- words. Anyone can throw them out there. And I didn't derail my life or time or invest much into thinking about it. You just keep truckin' - and away we go. Happy Friday friends... the weekend is so close!

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