Back From Hiding?

I would like to tell you that I have been up to my eyeballs in a beading frenzy.

But that's not true.

I would like to tell you I have been designing new exciting patterns that will blow you away.

That's not true either.

I would like to tell you that I went away to some exotic place on the spur of the moment.

I am not a good liar.

I would love to tell you that I have been so busy with things that just thrill me and take me away from the everyday stuff that I just had no time to be here, or even with my beads.

I am not a good story teller.

So what the hell have I been doing?

The Copyright thing I wrote about in the past few posts is still not resolved. I am hoping that it will be within a few days. If not, then I will need to step it up a notch. But at this time, I cannot tell you the progress, or lack thereof for reasons I might tell you later....

The while thing leaves me feeling really depressed.

Which is why I have gone into my cave. Hiding... I do not like to write when I am feeling badly about things. Sure, I write a lot of rants, but most are for the sake of entertainment, as they are exaggerated to some degree just for that. There is fun to be had in spouting off, and in making fun, in my evil manner of those things that make me twisted like a dreadlock.

Add to that...this so and so who wanted me to make a pattern for her. There were no specifics other than the subject and that it was to be an amulet. She said no matter what, she would be sure to love what I created. It turned out well. I was really pleased with the outcome. She even said she loved it. But decided not to buy it. Gee....like I have nothing better to do than make a pattern for someone for nothing? I am sorry, but I think that is FREAKING RUDE!!!

Ok...so not wanting to look at a bead, or create a design...or even write on this blog, I threw myself in the closet. Literally.

My Messy Closet, with half the stuff off the shelf

3 bags and a box full of stuff to go to Goodwill

I have not attacked my closet in 2 years. I had a LOT of sorting out to do. It was sort of a physical cleansing to try to cleans my soul as well. Throw out the junk.  Dispose of the crap that weighs me down, know what I mean?

The good thing is that I rediscovered my "Skinny" clothes (not that I am ever skinny by any stretch of the imagination) and they FIT!! YAY!!! It was like going on a shopping spree and not spending a darn cent.

Hopefully I will get back into my usual positive (although tainted) spirit soon! I have had enough of the bullshit!