I have the bestest husband in the whole wide world!!!

Yesterday was definitely a crazy day. I was stuck on a call about half an hour past my usual shift at work, so I was way rushed getting home in time to workout with Marianne, only to walk in the door and see that Alan had cleaned up the apartment after he got off work to surprise me! Seriously, it was spotless! Now all I have left is some minor organizing in our apartment and we'll be ready to move on to step 2 of my storage unit craft room plan!

Crafting complications

I have seen so many wonderful blogs as of late that illustrate these wonderfully beautiful designs for clothes, jewelry, knitting, crochet, etc. You name it, they craft it. And oh how I want to be one of those cool crafty people!

I am one of those people who starts projects, but never finishes them, or at least not in a timely manner. I used to do art a lot in highschool, but I think I've finished maybe 5 drawings in my whole life. My sketchbooks are full of disembodied heads and headless bodies, all of which I meant to finish but either forgot about them, or thought they were unworthy of finishing because the arm or leg or eye wasn't quite right. My mom will also tell you what a pain it was to get me to finish a sewing project, and half the reason why most of them got finished was because I had to wear them to a school dance or play that very night, and they were always finished one minute past the very last minute.

And yet, despite knowing all of this about myself and my procrastination, despite how untidy and unorganized I am, I am itching to make something. I want to sit down and spend some time doing something productive. Reading definitely keeps me occupied and it doesn't make a mess, but I want something to show for my free time.

So this is my resolve. I have a few steps that will make this possible.
1. Clean my apartment. Why? Because it is messy, and I need it done to feel comfortable starting any other projects.
2. Clean and reorganize my storage unit so that there is enough room for it to be my new craft room. It is about 25ft from my apartment, so I could go there whenever I wish, and it's far enough from my kitchen so I wouldn't snack while I craft. Additionally I've been meaning to clean and organize it anyways, and it would make it so that our apartment feels bigger with any extra stuff organized and usable. Moreover, if I follow through with my past pattern of not finishing what I started, then the mess will not be in our living space. Hurrah for multiple birds with one stone!
3. Set up my craft room. I have a dresser and a table in there that don't fit in our apartment that I can use. Must needs buy a fan for the summer if it's going to be bearable in there. Fortunately there is light and I think there is electricity...ok, that may be something I need to check on first...
4. Start crafting! There's enough space in there beyond what is needed for stuff that doesn't fit in our apartment that I would have all the room I need. I might even share it with Alan, but the jury is still out on that one.

So there's my plan! The electricity could be a problem, but I will find a way somehow! I'll update with the progress.

I < 3 Dr. Elmore!

I tell you what, I am so grateful for Dr. Elmore! I went to him yesterday for the first time in a while. Last time I was there I had major issues with too much estrogen, which fortunately has almost resolved. When I got there he started with the Nutrition Response Testing, which looks totally bizarre, but is really entertaining. My body pretty much screamed at him that I have lead poisoning, and wouldn't let him see anything else until he had taken care of it.
Other than that, my thyroid is really having issues. I have a temporary allergy to eggs and rice, and have some plastic toxicity, but those should be fixed within a month. He also gave me a thyroid booster, so that should really help me feel less sick.

When I grow up...

I had an interesting conversation with Marianne the other day. The topic? What we want to be when we grow up. I know, it sounds kind of weird to ask that question at 22 years of age, but I've never been old enough and experienced enough to really honestly answer that.

I considered being a lawyer in high school. Goodness knows I would probably be good at it, but the schooling is another 4 years, and I don't think it's really worth it for me at this time in my life.

I considered being a teacher, which I would love, but what would I teach? The only subjects that I had a passion for were English, Debate, and Drama, and with those programs being cut at such a huge rate around Utah, I don't know if I would even be in the running, let alone if it would pay enough with just those classes.

I've considered doing something with computers, which would pay well, and I could learn, but it's not my ideal field in any means.

I've considered psychology, but I don't think I could deal with the secrets and the burden of helping fix people's problems, let alone be able to give them the tough love everyone needs at times.

I considered being a mediator, and that one...that one I think I can do. Some good friends of my parents just got into it, and I think it would be a great job for me. It's like being a lawyer, psychologist, and teacher all rolled into one, but lacking the responsibility and take home frustration of each. So that, ladies and gentleman, is my new goal. Wish me luck!