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I am busy sitting down and standing up this week--at my computer, with work and obligations and then just things I ought to do. And you can tell this is serious kind of stuff because my SuitDistracted Tumblr did NOT get updated on time a couple days.
Which hadn't happened since I started regularly updating three times a day. I love working on that, because I'm always getting feedback. (I'm actually set to break 200 followers the week of my birthday!)
Here, have one of the more fascinating things I've found for it lately:
"Sioux Indian smoking a cigarette, 1908" via mydaguerrotypeboyfriend
(the contrast of those beaded gauntlets with the fairly low-key cowpoke wear is just too great.)
Standing up--at work, it's just that kind of job, roaming looking for things to take care of. Clearing tables, refilling glasses, totally effortless things that blend together into solid hours of work. I like having enough time before and after the work day (10-2, basically) to get stuff accomplished.
Hope I get helpful enough to not be scheduled just one day a week like next week, but I am NOT complaining yet, because it is pretty overwhelming. For someone obsessively dedicated to not screwing up? Too much pressure, at the beginning. But I'll have to get over it.
I've also been doing a lot of housekeeping. My mom is busy, and I have an awareness of her absence next week, a whole week of total responsibility that is caboosed to all the other things I'm doing now.
Oh, and instead of getting on Twitter or something, whenever my mind wanders, I feel the itch of my poison ivy outbreak and go treat it. It's ugly, but the oils I'm using on it work 100% better for relief than the goop I used my first time with it several years ago. ...That was bad. Redhead genes and traumatic events to skin are a lethal combo.
Which hadn't happened since I started regularly updating three times a day. I love working on that, because I'm always getting feedback. (I'm actually set to break 200 followers the week of my birthday!)
Here, have one of the more fascinating things I've found for it lately:
"Sioux Indian smoking a cigarette, 1908" via mydaguerrotypeboyfriend
(the contrast of those beaded gauntlets with the fairly low-key cowpoke wear is just too great.)
Standing up--at work, it's just that kind of job, roaming looking for things to take care of. Clearing tables, refilling glasses, totally effortless things that blend together into solid hours of work. I like having enough time before and after the work day (10-2, basically) to get stuff accomplished.
Hope I get helpful enough to not be scheduled just one day a week like next week, but I am NOT complaining yet, because it is pretty overwhelming. For someone obsessively dedicated to not screwing up? Too much pressure, at the beginning. But I'll have to get over it.
I've also been doing a lot of housekeeping. My mom is busy, and I have an awareness of her absence next week, a whole week of total responsibility that is caboosed to all the other things I'm doing now.
Oh, and instead of getting on Twitter or something, whenever my mind wanders, I feel the itch of my poison ivy outbreak and go treat it. It's ugly, but the oils I'm using on it work 100% better for relief than the goop I used my first time with it several years ago. ...That was bad. Redhead genes and traumatic events to skin are a lethal combo.
