So- long time since I've updated my deviantart. Far too long for that matter. No excuses, I haven't been updating because I haven't been writing and I haven't been writing because I haven't been motivated. HOWEVER- I have been traveling across the country in a tiny intrepid packed with my entire life- and my boyfriend- I believe he was there too.
So, many of you know that as of my last couple of journal post I was having some trouble keeping everything updated and I thought that I had finally figured out a way to keep my writing and my work life balanced.
HA.
I was so cute back then, thinking that life wouldn't just throw me another curve ball as soon as I'd finished juggling what I already had. Long story short the house that I was working my daycare out of was my mothers. My mother my sister and I had all been out of work for a very long time and so debt/bills were starting to pile up. By the time that I had my business running we were only miniscule-y able to avoid dangerously hot water and were slowly starting to progress to a somewhat stable ground. The daycare helped but it was no permanent fix, especially seeing as how it was only a very small income. My mother went on a trip to go visit a friend as a way of de-stressing and came back determined to move to Colorodo. Like, tomorrow.
That meant I had to find someplace to stay and fast, I knew whatever I took I couldn't keep so I ended up selling off most of my childhood belonging's as well as a large portion of my collections (teapots, seashells, ect) it was nerve wracking and heartbreaking but I knew that it was for the best. I moved into my boyfriends apartment in L.A (we had been planning to move in together for a while but wanted to wait until we both had a steadier income, HA, funny us)
My mother rented out the house to an old friend and moved into a small apartment building with my sister (and my dog) half across the country. They had to pack everything they wanted to bring into a neon, which, although amusing, was very sad as quite a few good things had to be sold off including furniture our now diseased father had made and a few antiques passed down from generation to generation. It was a good move for them though, my mother has two jobs now and my sister is working part time.
Because my trip was by far the shortest in miles and I had a bit of income still coming in I rented a uhaul in an attempt to keep some of the family furniture with me in my new apartment. It was a good try but failed miserably as we learned that my boyfriend and I would not but a month after settling be moving to Wisconsin for a school transfer. We left behind most of our possessions and furniture for the roommates and packed up the car as much as we could. Four days later we arrived at his parents house (with me meeting them for the first time) and set out to look for an apartment. It took nearly three months but we're all settled in and finally calming down from the roller coaster ride.
I think I've been very shell shocked and almost zombie like this past half a year so writing just didn't seem like anything I wanted to do, but I'm finally settled and ready to start over again. I'll always be sad about the baby blankets I lost and the gifts from family members I just couldn't fit into the car, but there will be new things and new memories to make. I'm ok with that.
....I still really miss my puppy though D:
(If I'm good there should be two updates this week, a one shot and a start of a new series. Let's hope I can stay motivated!)