My life has been hit with a bunch of new changes lately. I graduated from Grad School in May and moved to a whole new area to start my first full-time, professional job in Carrollton, GA at the beginning of July, just to name a few. I feel like I handle change pretty well…well, sort of. There’s always one point during “the transition” where I break down in tears and think my life is over. Those who know me REALLY well have usually experienced an LK meltdown firsthand, either in person or over the phone (by the way, thanks guys!). Whether the meltdown rears her ugly head at the beginning or in the middle of my transition period, I always manage to pull myself together (and save at least a little dignity) when I remember that God has a plan and He is in control. Sometimes it takes me a little longer to get it together, but I’m still here, standing tall and strong, all thanks to Him. While the idea of change has never scared me, the reality of change is not always easy. Some things are easier to deal with than others, but that’s life. You face it, you deal with it, you move on.
In addition to my occasional meltdowns (which will now be referred to as “Diva Days”), I also tend to put a lot of pressure on myself, causing a lot of unnecessary stress. After my freshman year of college, I started painting, and I have my sorority sisters to thank for that. In case you didn’t know, sorority girls loooooooove to craft, and it didn’t take long before I was addicted. Over the years, my crafting and painting styles have evolved, and I even created an shop on Etsy.com to sell some of my canvases. I am licensed to paint and sell Arkansas Razorback canvases and recently got the okay to start selling UWG Wolves canvases (ASU Red Wolves to come next, hopefully). It’s been pretty challenging to adjust to my life as a new professional (and grown-up, for that matter) while maintaining my love for crafts. I never imagined how exhausting a full-time job was! I am struggling to adjust to a 40-hour work week and setting up a regular sleep schedule while finding time to unpack, exercise, and craft. There just aren’t enough hours in the day! I have new respect for people who have full-time jobs AND families–seriously, y’all are the real superheros–and definitely appreciate everything my parents have done for me both now and when I was younger. Thanks Mom and Dad!
I haven’t had a lot of time for painting and crafting lately, and that hurts my heart. This isn’t a hobby that I want to phase out (like my previous balloon animal sculpting skills), so I have to be conscious about making time to craft. While I get my life together and hopefully reduce the number of “Diva Days” I have, I am pledging to do at least one new craft project a week, and to hold myself accountable, I will be posting about it. I have attempted (and failed at) the whole blog thing before, but I know this time will be different because instead of just writing about my feelings or whatever, I will be writing about my love of crafting. I could seriously talk for days about crafting. I hope y’all will help keep me accountable to my goal of one project and post a week, and, of course, I hope you enjoy the Story of a Girl and her Crafts.