Also, at the Home Depot, in the paint department, are little pots of OOPS paint for .50, quarts for $2.00, and gallons for $7.00. You will be in craft heaven for years. Get cheap brushes at Harbor Freight or ReStore. If you need any kind of rugged craft wood for painting, see my deck, the side of my garage, my dining room. Before I throw anything in the wood stove, I examine it for future painting possibilities.
There you have it. When I lost my job, a year ago Christmas, I probably felt the most devalued in my life. I was no longer the fresh candidate at the front of the line. I just found out that I had breast cancer. I had been expecting to work forever, and fall dead in the parking lot of my employer at 90 something. Didn't happen that way. Now, for the 80th or so, time, I had to reinvent my life. By golly, this time it was going to be within My parameters. Although I actively job-searched (see 4" thick 3 ring binder in my bookcase) while collecting unemployment; the surgery and radiation wiped me out. Then one day at ReStore (I had to stop-it's on my way home from the hospital) I was lifting a fireplace mantle into my van and my meniscus snapped. I don't know how I got home-drove with my wrong foot-cruise control. I unloaded my van by heaving things out of it, and then tried to rest. I hoped I could wake up from a very bad dream and be healed. Alisa took me to the ER. My unemployment ended a month later. I did not apply for the extensions because there is a statement on the online form that reads something like, "are you physically and mentally able to work?" I couldn't check yes to that anymore.
Everyone has to figure out, and re-figure what defines their life, and with me, it sure wasn't going to be that I wasn't worthy to be a law secretary. I had skills. I HAVE skills. I can create mostly anything that enters my mind, or can find someone to help me do it. And, my mind never stops. I/you/everyone has to be their own cheerleader.
When we tell our kids that they can be anything they want, why do we exclude ourselves? This IS what I want to BE. I'm living my best life, with the resources that I have. If God needs to slow me down, He gives me a new infirmity the reorients me, and brings Him closer.
I think at the beginning of this missive, I was trying to make a point, but I've forgotten it, so "take what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away."
In real news, the Cardinals (of Rome) have elected Pope Francis the First. Viva la Papa!
He is humble, holy, and as a Jesuit has taken a vow of poverty. Now we're (Catholic Church) finally going to kick some ass on social justice issues. [That seemed disrespectful, somehow] Well done, good and faithful servants.