“Soon your carriage will turn into pumpkins and horses into mice”, he said.
I get asked a lot, “By the way, Jess, what do you do?”
Some friends are curious, mostly because I hardly post on facebook anything about my work. Well, I am a garment printer in the manufacturing industry. I see my prints from the development process right up to the bulk production, from quotation to planning and coordination. Of course, my job also ensures I blow my top off at regular intervals, mostly at people and their ridiculous requests and/or insulting price negotiations.
Being in the export business also mean that almost everything that you do is, in fact, an amazing race against the export deadline. Miss the shipment date, and you’re pretty much screwed. So yup, that’s what I do. Don’t get me wrong though; I love what I do, and I’m pretty good at what I do. It just that my work can be quite technical, and most people probably won’t understand much of it anyway. To make things worse, I post on facebook many things which I do, that I might call them “very unprinterly”. And I guess that’s why friends are curious.
So I made a list, because making lists is good for you. It didn’t occur to me that I did so many things until I made the list; I guess all I can say is coffee really works. Now, behold the unprinterly things I do!
I am an artist-wannabe. I sketch and doodle and swirl watercolours, whenever I can, wherever I am.
I’m also a papercrafter-wannabe; I love making handmade cards, boxes, packaging and all pretty things.
I cook and bake (what’s a party without desserts??).
I practice yoga (should have done it ten years ago, but better late than never). I learn aerial arts (I’m terrible at it, but I’m trying). I know a little about essential oils and natural skincare, brewing potions as I go along.
I have green fingers now (they’re not the bloodstains of the plants which I had killed off, no). I talk to plants and animals, and occasionally help snails to cross the pavement.
Oh, sometimes I help trim my mother’s hair—it takes great courage to trust your daughter with your hair, and even greater courage for the daughter to cut her mother’s hair.
You know, I’m starting to see the reason why I’m not book-smart—I think my brains went to my hands. It’s nice to feel like a useful person, but nicer to know that my best friends love me for who I am, and not for the things that I make.
Okay…It might seem a silly of me to turn down a few dates on Valentine’s day and choose to work out instead. Well that’s because I’m currently in the opt out program. Not saying that dating & relationship’s not good, or not nice; I just don’t feel that I need it–too much effort for too little wow factor, plus I really don’t see the draw anymore.
So I’m opting out of the dating scene and spending more time to work on my routines. It makes perfect sense to me, because routines are promises that something will happen eventually.
I’m really glad though, to see many of my friends happily attached and in love, and that’s why despite my choice, it still didn’t stop me from painting hearts and throwing romance all around.
Happy Valentine’s Day, y’all! ♥
I wonder how it’d be, for you at 28, and for me at 31, to come together, to laugh, to bitch about all the silly stuff, and to lose track of time. If only I knew how to bake fancy cakes then. If only I could bake one for you now. So many things have changed since, but my thoughts of you remain the same.
Happy 28th, Hazel. With love.
And I thought I was being smart by crafting all those Christmas cards 2 months in advance, thinking that I should have sufficient time. Ha!
I’m still frantically trying to tidy up the last of my cards, geez!! Those who are into hand-crafted cards should start making them NOW for next year.
Which means I should start now as well, but first I need to rest. Then I’ll find time to post up the incredible amount of backlogs lol.
Live and (hopefully) learn. It’s not so bad, like I’d always say. After all, I did survive the end of the world twice in less than a month, gotta be some great stories to tell :p