I'm free to do what I want, any ol time...

I like to blog ever so often to just document where my brain is at -at certain times in my life. We are in the thick of July and yesterday I did something I've been needing to do for a long time. Years, even. I booked tickets to get the hell out of here for almost two weeks. I'm going to the Bay where I usually go and always love to go. I'm super excited to see my sister and friends there. And I love having something on the calendar to look forward to.

A friend mentioned "but yer job!" ... And it reminded me of an old mindset I used to carry. Being worried and stressed out about asking for time off from jobs who delighted in saying no and making your life hell for even asking (even if you had vacation time/pay). Feeling guilty about this or that in relation to your vacation, etc.

THATS NOT ME ANYMORE and I had to retrain my brain to accept this new fact- IM THE BOSS OF ME and I don't apologize for living my life and making healthy decisions for myself. I'm fully aware that if one job doesn't work out there are more out there and I also create my own jobs so who's got the power? Me.

I've also been around some negative energy that reminded me I don't need to explain, defend or apologize for a lot of stuff I used to feel that I needed to. I just don't. And I don't need to keep fueling these negative conversations with these people and feeling bad through the whole ordeal just because we are "friends". So, in short, this blog is about feeling free at last and feeling a great sense of autonomy that my life is in fact my own to do with as I will. Not sure at what point in life we get sold on the idea that other people decide our lives, happiness and decisions but it's a wonderful day when you break that mirror of illusions.

As the great Jimi Hendrix once said "I'm the one who has to die when it's time for me to die- so let me live my life the way I want to"

Currently swamped with tons of work that have nothing to do with"jobs" and actually back in the creative swing of things. Working on a book cover for a friend, commercial design projects, other random things like a pickguard, Plexi glass piece and a custom car is possibly in my future to do list. And a trip to San Francisco on the radar just in time for my birthday!

Hope everyone is feeling empowered, free and ready to knock it out of the ballpark!

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