MissPatches

i have alot of dreams about my career…. the dreamiest is Thriving Pretentious Successful Artist. next up is Small Business Owner, then Housewife slash Crafter, or Stay At Home Mom (i don’t have children yet). My career goals are not easily profitable, and i have a conflicting goal to be a supporter in my home and relationship. I want to be able to buy my girlfriend the things she wants, i want to take us on vacation somewhere nice….

so career option number whatever…. dental hygienist. it is a job that combines social interaction with working with your hands. i love that. i love that it would pay very well with only an associates degree. i love that the field is growing and the hours are flexible and almost never require weekends or nights.

i went to dental hygiene school for a year but failed out because i could not recruit enough patients. it was very upsetting because i put SO much effort and time into it. and because i am not used to failing…

i have heard that there is another school nearish to where i live and am going to investigate…

kim and i have lots of holiday and camping gear stacked up in the bedroom, because we have only two small closets in our apartment. she suggested that we build two chest/benches to store the stuff in. i think this is a fabulous idea, so i am adding to my to-do list. right now we are waiting till we have a little extra money in the budget to buy the wood and a new saw. we found some nice plans for free online, i’ll post a link if anyone is interested. we are going to adapt them to fit our limited skills and our specific needs. the chests are going to need wheels and handles, since we are apartment dwellers who tend to move often. this project is really exciting to me, because i have always wanted to make hand-crafted furniture, and besides it fits in perfectly with my artist affectations and my goal to make our home an expression of who we are as a family, to do more things with my family, and also to become more organized. yay!

i wanna cigarette…...

but i don’t have any and i am already used to not having them so oh-freaking-well, i suppose i will survive.