I like my job, most days I like the people, and the money is fairly sufficient. The biggest problem is I am exhausted, my house is a mess, and there are so many things I want to do. Today was a short day, so I managed to bake the squash for soup and bottled the ginger beer for its second fermentation. In a few days it will be ready to drink. I need to pick up some half and half for the soup.

Every time I bring something artsy or crafty into work my supervisor often wonders why I went into Respiratory Therapy. Short answer is it seemed the responsible thing to do. Starving artists don't have children, do they? I miss being home and I am getting frustrated by stretching myself thin and still not having what I want in life. There is a deep part of my soul that yearns for a house with a yard and a craft room. The children are almost grown and part of me feels like a failure for not accomplishing that. For now I plan to continue with what I can do, my potted garden and my crafts on the side. I have been thinking of opening an etsy shop for some time now. I hope this year I can make a plan of action.

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