1. I’m up for Blogtation of the Year Award! I didn’t even realize mine was a Blogtation of the Month! Well, you better go vote… or at least go over there and just read the quotes, because of course they’re all excellent. I’m going to vote for Jenny, because I did actually LMAO when I read that quote in the original post.  P.S. If you vote for me, all of your wildest dreams will come true.*
2. Showering with a friend.
3. Gettin’ PAID for something that’s fun to do.
4. Kind compliments. I just realized that was dumb. Kind compliments as opposed to the mean compliments?!
5. Another Etsy sale!

Wage a Battle Against Embitterment With Schmutzie’s 365 Days of Grace in Small Things

*That was a Napoleon Dynamite reference just then. 

1. Holding a brand new baby, less than 12 hours old. 
2. Healthy mommy, too. There was an emergency C-section and I was really worried for a while.
3. A sale in my Etsy store! 
4. Higher temperatures I can handle a little better than the below zero crap we had last week. Like, a balmy 20 degrees! It’s a freekin’ heat wave!
5. I had been praying for a sign that I was on the right track, work-wise; actively pursuing freelance projects and trying to sell my photography. 

I don’t think I’ve ever gotten an answer this clear before.

Look what came in the mail…

Addressed AND return addressed to me, postmarked from California. That’s all the clue I got. Whoever it was, you’re an angel used by God, and I’m infinitely more thankful for the answer than the cash, but DUH the cash helps! I haven’t decided yet how I’m going to spend it, but it will be something for work, of course.

So that, my friends, is how God makes sure you hear your answer.

1. Noo Innernetz frends.
2. Matte finish. I just love what matte finish does to my prints. Oh, and getting prints and mattes to try to sell some of my photography.
3. It’s absolutely amazing how just one thing going right can make all the rest of the crap better.
4. I got some freelance work. I needed this. 
5. That deserves two spots on my list. The place is a local radio station. The work will be ongoing. Can you say networking?

It started out to be a pretty crappy day and I was trying very hard not to get the engraved invitations ordered for my pity party. You know, because I’m a worthless, jobless festering boil on the butt of society and stuff, and my unemployment benefits are about to run out. And just try to find a decent job when you have broken ears. Almost every posting is one where you have to use the phone or work in the front lines of customer service, both of which I am unable to do.

And then!

Look what just came for me! I’ve never gotten a package from another blogger before like this! *does a little happy dance*

I loooove Happy Bunny, and that’s homemade cookies and apple butter right there. Mm mm mmmmmmmmmm! I didn’t even get the box all the way open and Hunky was snatching the sugar cookies out of it!

Thank you, Abby! That was so thoughtful of you, and it really made my day! God bless you!

1. I did something today, that yesterday even talking about how scary it was made me literally sob. Today I conquered great big hairy scary FEAR (insert dramatic music interjection here). I introduced myself to a business manager, told them the services I offered, gave them a few of my business cards, and then asked them to pass the spares to anyone they came across needing graphic design services. Much to my own pleasant surprise, I did none of the following: have a massive panic attack, forget essential parts of the English language, or shit myself. I did it. I did it afraid, but I DID IT.
2. I got new specs fo’ FREE! A friend that works at a lens lab hooked me up with a special program their company does to get folks without insurance new glasses.
3. Hunky got new specs fo’ FREE, too!
4. And then aforementioned friend took me out to McDonald’s for lunch.
5. Hunky got me an early birthday present today. I have “I’ve no job but I’ve got great boots!” boots! Black leather, and they’ve got heels. Like, not motorcycle boots’ “I’ll ride my bike OVER you, bitch” heels; like, “Day-um, Tom, quit grabbing my ass! We’re in public, man!” heels. I don’t get it. The male readers reader here probably understands this phenomenon, but I do not get how heels make our asses hotter.

It was a very good day. *sighs contentedly*