Why Can’t I Be Independently Wealthy?

I love weeks off….not to say that I don’t like my job, but there really is something magical about waking up to your own internal body clock rather than the loud, annoying beep of the alarm forcing you to remember that your day is not your own. These past few days have been wonderful, and I’m amused at the fact that, even when left to my own natural circadian rhythm, I still like to wake up before 8 am.

James and Shannon came over last night, and James made tacos which were awesome….we watched the Jeff Dunham Christmas Special and chatted until midnight. Over the past year, I’ve found myself thinking over and over how grateful I am to have these people that are coming into my life that are so encouraging, uplifting, and just plain “real.” One of my friends at work said to me last week, “You’re the most real person I know..” (of course, this was in response to a very frank discussion about pooping at work). I took it as a compliment…I told her that I’d spent too much of my life trying to be what other people wanted or expected me to be, and I got made fun of anyway. What’s the point? So, over the past year and a half or so, it’s been amazing to me how many people have happened into my life who are just as real, and who are okay with my being that way….warts and all;). It’s just an awesome thing.

On the knitting front, I started some fingerless gloves yesterday in some really pretty sport-weight yarn and size 4 dpns. I cast on too many stitches at first (misjudged my hands as being gigantic, apparently), and had to rip the whole thing and start over. I’ve gotten past the thumbhole and am working my way up the arm on the first one; pics to come soon!

Anyway…before my battery died yesterday, took several pictures of the Kins.
Mommy, why do you follow me around incessantly with the camera? I’m just looking out the window…

Maybe if I look entirely disinterested, she’ll move away…


One thought on “Why Can’t I Be Independently Wealthy?

  1. I want to be independently wealthy! I can’t tell you how many times I’ve thought that!! And not even for the money, so I could go and make a difference in the world!!! Struggling month to month is no fun.

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