Wow. I haven't blogged in so long, that the format on here has changed completely, and I am further at a loss.
What's happening.... Well. I don't know. Many things and nothing.

I am trying to say "no more fear" to myself. Every day. I'm trying. I find myself constantly reading these food/style/design/nature/really good white living blogs. I spent a good two hours yesterday consumed with all things simple and easy living. All things green, organic and lush. All things not my life.
I have zero dollars. I don't know how I've managed to let it happen (it's fun to pretend), but I have zero dollars. So even all these crafty do it yourself type blogs are completely upsetting to me. I don't have enough money to buy my crafty/save your money by making it yourself, materials.

I'm faced with one of those times in life where I am absolutely throwing myself into the wind, and really hoping it gently lands me on to solid rock. Well, Clayton is my solid rock. But, I mean, my own solid rock.

Annnnnd clearly my writing has dis-improved. That's wright, eye sad dis-improved.

Come on universe. Throw me a sign. Or a beer. Or a fine, crisp Chardonnay.
I'll take it.