i was once a romantic

*i've been writing this through out my morning. coming back to it to write something else that popped in my head. so there is a lack of transitions.

it has been a while since i felt this completely content. 

i mean, of course there are still things to learn, change, and wonder about.

i've accepted a lot i didn't know i was resisting.

there is still work to do, but i am enjoying the direction i am heading so far.

le sigh

this morning i was woken up by how bright it was. and i thought excellent! today is going to be one of those wonderful sunny crisp january days. i went back to sleep for another 20 minutes and by the time i woke up the sky had turned to grey. cold not crisp.

cold toes

cold noes

cold earoes

and cold fingeroes

was supposed to go into work at noon. to basically chaperone. now i'm not going in until 4? or maybe 6? or maybe 7? 

These last few weeeks at rvca have been insane. on top of crazy busy days for the week of and after christmas, Meghan and I have been working our asses off coming up with an entire new way to run the store... downsize the staff... spread out responsibilities more... reorganize EVERYTHING... retrain EVERYONE.. and to change the whole vibe of the place. it's funny... i dreaded going to work everyday for 6 months... then in my last month and a half i did everything i could to change it and make it better for those who are sticking around after all the changes. i've always thought the idea ... or concept .. of the store was awesome. it just wasn't being done right. in any case... i feel good that i did my part in helping it make sense again.

... oh man. i've been sitting here writing and doodling and drinking coffee and listening to The Good Life's album Black Out. I forgot how amazing it is. Reintroduce yourself to what you love.

it is a good day for creativity