Thursday, July 7, 2016
|30 years ago this movie came out, was panned. I adore it.|
I got one load out, the sheets and things, then I did a darker load and hung it up and I clipped on the last thing it started to rain. No rain in the forecast, darn. I started taking down the first load first as it dreid, almost dried fairly quickly in the hot sun. Mostly dry so now clean hung-outside dry sheets to sleep on tonight, or at least lay on top of, so hot
|My mom looks so much better than before|
I was meant to meet that woman at 330 at her place where she works out of. Se told me it was a "laid back atmosphere, but I wasnt believing it, feeling it. My soul did not want to go. I heard about the job on facebook entrepreneurial bunz. The woman is argumentative and I had a bad feeling from her. She was nice to me but a bitch to some folks on the thread she posted advertising her job.
I did not want to go. I did not want to go. I need the money. Maybe it would lead to something. She was nice to me. I agreed to go. I was fuming within that the best I could manifest was this crap feeling job.
So she called a few minutes ago to cancel. Awesome. So happy. I did not want to go. I asked her if we could talk a bit on the phone. Get to the brass tacks of how much?
"Sure' I asked her for example how much was the woman paid for the table she painted a Monet bridge on.
45.00. wtf? So typical stereo typical English person wanting to exploit others to line her own pockets. I might get 20 bucks for painting a flower and so on.
|Daisy's partner took me kayaking on the Credit River|
I cut her off, "Okay bye" and hung up. I wanted to go do something. Write on her thread, send her a scathing email but I didnt. I wanted this.
|He went for a dip but I did not.|
Monday, July 4, 2016
|MKG comfy cosy|
July 4 2016 453pm
Today is beautiful, stunning picture perfect. I am painting to boot.
I am feeling optimistic and windows of sunny resplendent opportunity. They are windows up high for me to pluck out of the sky and ground, and to fly through them way up there.
No time to chat, back to painting.
Thank you Loving God for being there all my life for me to trip out on.