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Wild Pineapple

My other newest project (like I need another one) is an online magazine/blog that I started that will focus on Etsy and it's fabulousness.

wild pineapple

It went live on the 1st. I am really just beside myself with how excited I am about it.... I get to write regularly and look for cool stuff and interview the awesome people who sell stuff on Etsy.

Wednesday

I haven't had great internet for a while, but now that I do...  I am so happy to be able to use my laptop and not just my iPhone to get online... fabulous!

But I am most excited to preview my newest creations:

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Thursday

So my dilemma today is an overflow of design ideas and not feeling like I can play them out to their full potential. Well, I could, but I'd go broke in the process. I can't wait to be working at it full time. Designing and making things that is.  It really is all I think about... which is just insane. I didn't know it could consume so much of my brain. I guess it's a good that I know what I really love, but I think I discovered it a little late. If I knew now what I loved back when I graduated high school, I think I'd be farther along. Just saying.

Monday

Do I really need to say more?
I really don't think so, but I will.
It started out well. My daughter was dropped off, the dogs went nuts, we all went back to sleep. Then I woke again to my daughter and the day really started (my days are full of false starts lately) things were fine, until some strange switch in my head flipped to cranky shortly after I got out of class. And here I am. Blogging at 11:30 PM with a mild headache and with the inability to decide on whether or not I'm hot or cold.  I imagine a lot of my bad mood stems from the stress I am under and feeling like I am horrendously behind in my efforts to be doing what I love.... which if you don't know by now is to make stuff, yarn related stuff mostly. It's obnoxious really. Not the loving to make, but the feeling like I am horrendously behind. I don't know where this need to rush comes from, but I feel like I have to hurry up and do everything now. And I mean now as in "rightnow". Patience is a virtue... Good things comes to those who wait... Bugger it. Ah, hell. I'm going to shut myself up before I really start to annoy myself.

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