Change is a thing you can count on.

Earlier in the month I learned the assistant store manager at the crafts store I work at was transferring to another location.

This week one of my coworkers at the call center job got another position in another department.

And in a few months, four of my student workers at my nighttime university job will be graduating and starting their careers in the real world.

It seems everyone is changing and moving on to other things...except me.

All I do is work and work and sleep and back at it again. It's a vicious cycle.

Will I ever draw and paint and write again? It's been years now.

I fear things aren't changing fast enough for me and in the way I want.

My mortgage still needs to be paid regardless of my dreams.

*sigh*

This Miley song has been playing a lot recently on the craft store's overhead speakers.

An appropriate way to sum up this post, I think.

"Feels like I just woke up

Like all this time I've been asleep 

Even though it's not who I am

 I'm not afraid of who I used to be 

No one stays the same (oh, oh) 

You know what goes up must come down (oh, oh) 

Change is a thing you can count on (oh, oh) 

I feel so much younger now (oh, oh) 

Feels like I've been living in a dream 

But never make it to the end 

My eyes open when they feel the light 

It's always right before I'm about to scream 

No one stays the same (oh, oh) 

You know what goes up must come down (oh, oh) 

Change is a thing you can count on (oh, oh) 

I feel so much younger now (oh, oh) 

What goes up must come down 

What goes up must come down 

What goes up must come down 

What goes up must come down (yeah) 

No one stays the same (oh, oh) 

You know what goes comes back around (oh, oh) 

Change is a thing you can count on (oh, oh) 

I feel so much younger now (oh, oh) 

I feel so much younger now (yeah) 

I feel so much younger now."

Sharing my love.

I got a text this morning saying I had to come to my university job right away. 

At first I thought something happened but it all made sense when I got to work and saw what was waiting for me...

 *****These!!!*****

This is the first time someone has given me flowers for Valentine’s Day--from the same guy that has ever bought me flowers, well, ever! (Gracias chapin!) 
 
Whenever someone would comment on the bouquet today, I was one big blush. 

I decided to leave them at work at the front desk. This way all the students and staff entering our department would be greeted by beautiful red roses. 

“Don’t you want to take them home?” a coworker asked. 

“I think it’d be nice leaving them here for all to enjoy,” I replied. “This way I’m sharing my love.” 

And isn’t that what today is all about? 

Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!!