This is my latest commission work. John Wayne. This is an 11x14 pencil drawing. It was for my dad's boss' birthday. We gave it to him this past Saturday... he loved it! Jay (my dad's boss) was in the same fraternity as John Wayne. Obviously not at the same time, but you know what I mean! So he's a huge John Wayne fan.
Sunday night, I was on the way home from dinner when I got a call from a friend of mine. Turns out, one of my best guy friends had broke his neck on Friday night. He dove head first into the shallow end of a pool. Another friend, Bob, noticed he didn't come up from the water. He started to float. Bob jumped in after him and drug him out, he wasn't breathing. He proceeded to give him CPR. Thankfully he started breathing and they took him to the hospital. After 7 grueling hours of surgery and a couple days in the hospital, he's ok and coming home tonight. I love Nick to pieces, and to hear something like that about one of your close friends is so frightening. I cried when I heard. Cried when I thought about it and cried when I told my mom. Apparently, if he'd broken his neck in any other place, he'd be paralyzed. Thank God he's not.
I'm moving in about a month! I can't wait. Unfortunately, the ultimate reason is to be closer to work, but at least I'll also be closer to my friends and night life.
Procrastination has set in again. I was supposed to paint last night, and I didn't. I sat on my leopard chair and starting reading my new book. I was pretty tired though, so I passed out until about midnight.
Leah's wedding invites are done- they should be getting delivered to me on Wednesday. Woo hoo!
I'm so happy with myself. I said I was going to sit my butt down and finish Leah's wedding invites and I did. I got them done and sent out to the printer yesterday. I feel so accomplished. It's such a great feeling know that they are off my plate. Well, for the most part anyway, I still have to approve the proof they'll send me and still type up the return address in the correct font for the envelopes.. but that's hardly anything compared to the actual invitation! Yay me, I'm starting to kick procrastination in the butt.
Tuesday night, at my weekly Mary Kay meeting, we discussed goal setting. I can't tell you how much this helped me. Like I said, I have that small little problem called procrastination. When I'm at my meetings, and I'm surrounded by such awesome and positive women, it just gets me all fired up to get my goals accomplished and get out there and do what makes me happy. So I've started a new thing. I've got a post-it note taped up at my desk that reads: "Goals for today" and underneath that I write what my goals are for that day. They are usually small for now, but that's what I'm most comfortable with. I did it yesterday and I did what my post-it note said. I accomplished my goals for yesterday.
I did another thing yesterday that I was proud of. I slept with my windows in my bedroom open. This was a huge feat for me. I have a pretty big fear of uncovered , open windows at night. Ever since I was a kid, I had this fear. I always felt like someone was outside pointing a gun at me. Funny thing: My Grandpa who was in WWII and my uncle who was in Vietnam have the same fear. They have a reason to have it, they were in a war with lots of guns! But I've never been remotely close to something like that... so I looked it up and it's called genetic memory. It when the fears of someone in a family get passed down through the heredity genes and clings to someone else. Pretty interesting. Every time I walk by an uncovered window at night, I get chills, tense my body up and brace myself for the pain of a bullet. So as soon as it gets even remotely dark out and I can't see out there, all the windows and doors get shut and covered up. Believe me, I'd like to keep the windows open at night, but I can't help it. But last night, I slept with my windows open and I slept so good. I woke up in a great mood today. I'm going to do it again tonight, but that doesn't mean I'm over my fear!!
I did have a dream last night that woke me up at 4:30 am. It was a very disturbing dream. In my dream, I was sitting on a ledge of a skyscraper. Happy as anything, just enjoying the day, taking a break from work. I was surrounded by sky scrapers and huge, tall buildings; corporate America. They were everywhere. I started to look more closely at these buildings and I noticed that there were men in business suits standing on the ledges of every building. At first I just thought they were out there enjoying the day as well, but no sooner than that thought crossed my mind did they start jumping. Grown men, corporate men all dressed in their suits and ties and briefcases, were falling all around me. All of them jumping to their deaths. Some with families at home, some single. They all just started jumping and plummeting to the sidewalks below. I woke up, my arms and legs were numb and tingly, I had a horrible sinking feeling in my chest and I couldn't fall back asleep easily at all. I haven't had a disturbing dream like that in a while. Uck..
Oh, and my hair isn't purple anymore. All brown and normal...