The Marooned Jaybird
/Had to deal with more details at work, but today was definitely my last day. At this moment I’m annoyed because my picture of the day won’t upload. I’m tired and cranky. Picture tomorrow.
Had to deal with more details at work, but today was definitely my last day. At this moment I’m annoyed because my picture of the day won’t upload. I’m tired and cranky. Picture tomorrow.
Today was the final day of my part-time job. I wrapped up many details, filed end of project reports, and collected my things. I’m scheduled for another job, part-time of course, next year. After that, I don’t know what will happen. In my line of work, conditions change every day. Funding goes foul and budgets gets cut and there layoffs and down-sizing galore. I’m glad that I’m no longer living my life for that job, the job that I enjoyed for many years. Times have changed, and I’ve changed. I’m no longer doing what other people think I should do — I’m doing what I know I should do, with is to paint and draw and make books about animals.
In a few days I’m going to lay the foundation for my third children’s picture book, starting with the dialog. The plot will involve a dramatic sea voyage to Easter Island. There will our known friends — burros and blue jays — and new characters who rescue their friends from danger. I’m looking forward to the grueling writing and painting process because that’s what I love to do. It’s not even work — it’s a labor of love.