The Monster That Is Social Media

     I'm not on social media right now and that's a good thing.  We just had a shit show of an election, that is still not decided and will change the way we do things in America forever.

    I got put in facebook jail for another 30 days, so that put me in a place, where there's nothing that important to say and I can just write instead.  I'd really rather write, it's better for me.

    Social media is a monster!  It used to be fun and friendly, now it's trolls and shit heads, every body with a smart ass comment.  You can't write an amazing piece of social media without some jerk off coming along to throw their two cents in.

    I'm just over here living life and trying to figure out what to do next.  

    A move could be in my near future.  Who knows?  

    I'd like to think it's all good, because until something bad does happen it is all good.

    I get stuck in my head some times and I can't stop myself.

    I'm living with untreated mental illness and doing the best I can at a straight life.

    I started walking mid May and haven't even slowed down since.  I am now acheiving days way over ten thousand steps.

    I feel like a supermodel all the time.

    I've lost a solid 26 pounds, am currently hovering back and forth over 160, but that's fine.  I have a walk in closet full of 14's, I like them, they were chosen specifically for who I am today.

    I dress nice every day.  I don't have crappy lay around the house clothes.  All of my stuff is nice.

    I just now started wearing things again.  I didn't make it through the whole closet, because the weather is changing aging, but I haven't worn the same clothes twice in the entire amount of time I've been walking.  That's a hell of a lot of clothes.  

    I'm passing them around to the daught in laws for trades of what they can't wear, so I can sell them on Poshmark and Mercari.  I'm going to sell them by outfit as well.

    At first it used to frustrate me and piss me off, now it's just another day and no one is talking about anything new  I could go back a month from now and see some of the same stuff being talked about today.  My kid told me to check out Parlor.  I'm pretty much over it.  I'd rather write books and try hustling makeup and paintings.

    I've just been offered a painting project in a beauty salon.  I just quoted him the $700 and want him to buy my paint, because I can't use the paint I use at home.  I paint on a budget, this project requires a more expensive kind of the same paint.  

    That is going to keep me busy most nights for a while and I'm super excited about it.  She knows what she wants, they sort of know what they want and I've got to get them all together to discuss it because I can't go in there all willy nilly.

    She wants an eagle and a wonderful artist that's in my art group, does huge pieces, she just put an eagle on my page.  I can use that as a reference, but they never come out looking the way the picture I use to paint from looks.  LOL.  My style is pretty juvenile, I guess, but I'm getting better and better.  I already see myself in there, on the ladder, music playing on my little speaker and me doing my thing.  It's very exciting.

    I have friends in the comic book business, that rent storage from me when they get huge purchases and he had a guy ask him if I would do a mural.  That's paint job #2.  Being off social media is starting to pay off for me.  

    Hell yeah.

    I can dig it.

    Gotta sprout my wings.  This way I won't have to get a waitressing job just yet. 

    It would be great to start getting hired for paint projects in businesses all over town, that could very well take me to another place and level in life.  I can charge more and more as I go and make a great deal of money, if I'm wise.  I could even dream of being a full time artist that way.  

    I've been talking about a lot of things for a long long time now, some of them are manifesting finally.

    I'm about to get a lot of things done at my facility, I don't have to be chained to that desk any longer and people are about to meet the real me for the first time ever in this company.

    They just don't know who they are playing with.

    I'm writing today, because it feels so good to get it all out, to talk about it, to release it somewhere else.

    I didn't walk this morning, but I will before the day is over and it's way early in the morning.  A day of writing might just be what I need to get the old heart pumping again and to tell my stories.  

    I've got several books waiting in the wings.

    Nothing but time today.  That's such a beautiful thought.

    I'm working on the blog, because I can come back later and steal these writings for one of the books, so if you're reading this now, you could very well run across it again later if you ever find yourself in the midst of one of my books.

    I'm working on my and my own head this morning, not letting anyone else have that space, I need every inch of it for myself.  I've rented it out to enough people this week, time to sweep it out and change gears.

    If you really think about it, getting off social media is changing my energy and giving me more productive things to do and I like making money and painting.