There’s something about tonight….

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I am not sure what it is about tonight.  Maybe it’s just because i finally have my computer set up, or the need to write something, or talk to someone….

or perhaps that i have a totally badass keyboard that makes the “tic tak” noises ON PURPOSE that i’m buying from my brother….

But i’m drawn to my computer.  To type something.  I don’t know what it is yet though.  Moving back into my parent’s house was a big blessing in my life….

I’m just a little worried that things aren’t going to go very well.  Mom is already complaining about my doggo, Nova, and the fact that I started decorating my room (with nails to hang things but then…. I really don’t know a reliable way to keep things up), and the fact that whenever I park in the driveway, my brother decides that he needs to park there too.

I cried at work today.  Things are getting a little overwhelming because I can’t work from home at all, even though i would love to, and I have so much computer work to do….

Lists to make and systems to update with information that is vital to the business continuing.  I didn’t even mean to get this job.  The job that is basically my dream job at basically my dream shop.  There’s a lot of negativity coming from the old staff and my friend is getting a lot of flack for helping the shop.

I really wish that people would just mind their own damn business and be kind to one another.  There is so much to a story than just your point of view.  Everyone is the main character in their own stories but so many don’t realize the affect they have on the people reading them.  (I hope that made sense.)

My handmade items aren’t selling at all.  I’m thinking i’m just not talented enough in order to make good quality items.  That’s the thing with being a jack of all trades…. I don’t excel at any one thing.  I make subpar things and then some people like them (mostly obligatory “wow that looks great!”)… but it’s never good enough.

I hope I can make decent youtube videos… Maybe…

Hello, My name is Pen.

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How do you even start writing?  I’m not David Copperfield, though I was born.  As opposed to being created and turned on into operation like a robot or something.  I guess I was pulled out instead of pushed.  Does that mean I was removed into this world?  Gods, I can barely think.  I’m watching The Big Bang Theory sitting on a couch that isn’t mine in a state I’ve never been to before.  I’m sad that Sheldon doesn’t say Bazinga anymore.  I really hope I can keep this up.  I keep starting new journals and diaries but i never continue them.  maybe it’s because the pen can’t keep up with my thought process.  Sorry Pen.

To clarify, I’m in Colorado.  This is to clarify the state and couch that isn’t mine.  It’s snowing outside and it’s the first snow I’ve seen this winter.  I really want a hot cocoa.  Ben and I are up visiting his family for the holidays.  Yule is pretty much over and we’re moving into the Christmas celebrations.  Things are really awkward because Ben’s uncle is really conservative and we’re…. well, not.  Let me explain:

I’m a Heathen Green Witch.  I follow the path of the Norse beliefs and believe that I can help the universe and our world by creating things and giving them a special purpose in this world.  I go thrift shopping and worry about global warming and how i can create a better world for my son.  I’m also depressed and anxious to a medicated level that we’re still working on finding.  I believe I may be schizophrenic but I haven’t been diagnosed yet.  I try to be as open and honest as I can with everyone around me because I have nothing left to lose.  I feel that trying to force people to believe in specific beliefs is futile and the only thing you can do is say your bit and move on.  I’m polyamorous.  I know that I have enough love in my heart to give to more than just one partner.  I’m not a slut.  Most of the time, my partners are there for me when I have breakdowns and need help getting to the hospital.

This blog will be about me, my life, my partners through my eyes, and all the little voices in my head that like to have a say.

Note to self…

NEVER DRINK COFFEE AT 9 PM I DON’T CARE HOW TIRED YOU ARE DON’T DO IT!!!!

oh.  and also, you may need to eat something eventually.  I know we’re trying to stay on our diet and keep the weight off and stuff BUT HUNGER KEEPS US AWAKE AS MUCH AS THE CAFFEINE DOES.

the end.

P.S.  Don’t forget to mention that you now have one of your dream jobs at one of your dream stores so pinch yourself to make sure you haven’t passed out due to exhaustion.

banks suck….

I know that posting about this will probably lower my credit score but at this point i’m going to have to wait 7 years and sacrifice a goat to the great ceo’s of wells fargo and co. in order to get a loan at all let alone to get a checking account.

**Side note** if you are getting a new checking account, get it before you get divorced or you don’t get one at all.  that’s right… I said CHECKING account.  Remember when those fuckers were free?  Now you have to have good credit.

I have to have good credit and flash someone – not really… I have to wait 6 months after opening a savings account in order for me to qualify for a checking account.

Another reason i don’t like banks:

I DON’T WANT TO HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING ONLINE.  I know that that particular statement coming from me is weird because i’m ever so slightly technologically inclined, but lately i have been having to do all of my dealings in cash so trying to make the few (but large) credit card payments I have to make extremely difficult.  I don’t have a card for me to be able to pay my divorce lawyer, I have to go online to transfer funds between banks and getting an online account at the new bank is a pain in the butt because you have to request it.

In conclusion…. People really should just start paying my bills for me or something because I obviously can’t handle it.

We have the technology!!!

I finally signed up for an email address for green witch creations.  I’m really excited to finally start being more business like…

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We’re about to have our first showing at The New Age Shop in Des Moines on July 23rd.  If you wanna stop buy and say “HI!  OMG I follow your blog and I want to buy one of everything!”  Please, feel free.

I’m really hoping to save up enough money to be getting a camper soon so I can have my own little space.  Not that I mind sleeping in the living room or anything (Thank you Crystal and Adam) but there is just something about sleeping in your own room that doesn’t get invaded every morning (and rightly so… the TV is there) that seems really nice.

Also, i’m totally naming it the Platform 529 3/4 because i’m amazing and play on fandoms is awesome.  If anyone has suggestions for what else I should paint on my camper or if you would like to suggest anything for me to make and sell feel free to send me an email.

GreenWitchCreations@gmail.com is officially open for business.

I am also planning on adding pictures of all our products that we sell… i’m just not sure on how to do that yet since I deleted the etsy shop.

Purple fingers of fun!

So this morning was a bust.  Reaching out to friends and family all morning making sure that everyone is safe and dry.  Des Moines had an emergency evacuation last night due to rising flood waters and the Saylorville Dam is getting close to overflowing.  There was even an announcer for Drake University that drowned in his vehicle.

Luckily for us, most of the people we know were safe at home or at a friends house.  Afterwards was a short time for sitting, chatting, and crafting.  I’m trying to get stock up for the Psychic Fair at the Des Moines New Age Shop on the 23rd of July so Crystal is making A TON of Pussy Hatsdownload.jpg

And I’m currently working on a witch hat.  It’s not as big as I was trying to make it and I’m not sure if i’ll like it very much.  Ugh.  I’m so picky.

So anyway.  We decided that we wanted to check out the water levels around us.  We hopped into the suburban and drove down to one of the boat access ways couldn’t even see the parking area it was so flooded.  After spending about 10 minutes taking pictures and chatting, we all got back into the suburban and headed for the dam.  We had a lot of fun looking out over the waters then headed down to the lower part of the dam.

There we found a mulberry tree.  We picked all the bottom branches clean of all of the ripe ones and filled up a plastic bottle with them.  We also picked a few mint clippings and brought fresh growth from the mulberry tree home so that we could get them to resprout and plant them at home.  The mulberries we picked were amazing in the vinaigrette that Crystal made.

All in all, today was a pretty good day.

 

Crying tears of…. wtf

So, I quit McDonalds in Pella.  They’re ridiculously understaffed, even as I waited patiently for my final 2 weeks of work to end, 5 people either quit or got fired.

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I am losing my shit as one after another crew members (essentially children) call in to quit or are fired for being arrested.

That’s right.  McDonald’s is Gangsta.

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So…. that’s the good news..

The bad news is that even before i put in my two weeks, I had been applying to other jobs in and around the community.  Did i hear back?  Nope.  Not a one.

So now i’m about to get my last paycheck thinking ‘how tf am i going to get money to pay for gas’

~Insert tears of dispair~  I don’t dare breathe a word to my old coworkers cause all they would say is “you can come back to work anytime!” and my answer would be to stick out my tongue at them… then reapply….

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Midnight…. We meet again….

I’m so over not sleeping but my silly little brain likes to leave my pills in the van.  Of course every time i go out to get them… I get distracted.  3 Times by Darla (cat) curled up on a chair on the porch…. I’m a terrible person.  but probably not.  Youtube is both my friend and my enemy at this point.  I keep trying to find things to read or comment on but i’m not good at finding those sorts of things.

Reddit?  I still don’t understand how that works.  Yeah.  I know, i’m getting old, shut up.

no wait, come back!  I’m sorry, that was mean of me.

Can we still be friends?  Yes you can call me old but only if i get to make fun of the fact that you like justin beiber.  fair?  fair.

Okay… so youtube…. enemies…. OH!!!  So, sleeping on my best friends couch is pretty cool.  I get to have the living room to myself, I get to sleep with my dog Nova… and then reality sets in and I end up getting the creepy crawlies all night (My apologies if you continue reading and get them too)

I have picked several ticks off of myself about every other night.  Usually I can head this off by performing tick checks on Nova (in particular), Diesel, and Smaug.  Smaug is a bit difficult because he is old and doesn’t care for laying on his back.  Diesel is rambunctious but usually doesn’t have any on him.  Nova, on the other hand usually has anywhere from 1-3 on her at night.  I usually try to do the checking after I get home from work since the dogs will have been outside if not all day, then part of the day.

YAAAAAAY country living.