holliday

And then the gods smiled...

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The sun finally came out...

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I found this...


And while it looks like I won't be going...it reminds meof a friend of mine saying that "very soon" there would be so much car shit going on that I wouldn't know what to do with myself...

And while I didn't REALLY believe her, I'm always open to being proved wrong...

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Now I'm sure I've mentioned it...but working with my new mentor has made a HUUUUUUUUUUUUGE difference in my attitude towards work...in a good way...

**Story time**

There was a day, early this week...where I had to tackle some bondo work...

Now...bondo work...the art of pulling a dent out of metal to near perfect, then filling it with bondo (polyester body filler) and sanding it to absolute perfect symetry with the rest of the body panel...is a mother fucking skill...

It's an elementary skill in autobody work...
But it's like one of those moments where god just laughs at you...because if you can't do bondo...you can't do body work...BUT bondo is one of the hardest things you'll ever learn..

ANYWAY...there was a day earlier this week where I had some bondo work to do...and I did it well. Not to say I didn't need some supervision or coaching...or what have you...but in the end I pulled off some shit that normally gets fucked up...

So, when Mentor told me, as we were closing up that I'd "had a good day" it meant a lot...

We talked briefly about my confidence level..
Where he said I'm too hard on myself and I agreed by saying my confidence is the key to my success...

Let's just say, I left work feeling pretty pumped...

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That morning I'd also weighed in at under 150 lbs...
Now I don't know when 150 lbs became so fucking sexy...maybe it's when you've been carting around 170 lbs for months...

But I felt great...

And after work I went and bought myself some dickie's that ACTUALLY FIT...not 'fat pants' and not the fat pants that have become so baggy on my they look more like jammies...

No...actual dickies that FIT...hug my curves, show my ass...(sorta)...and won't fall off if I unhook my belt...

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It's Friday now...

I wore my new pants to work today...they're fabulous...

I took on a little Chevy truck that had TONS of bondo work on it and I did it all. Not only did I DO it, but I did it WELL...

Not only did I do it WELL, but I did it fast...
One skim coat of that filler...one go at the sanding...DONE...

You probably don't know what I'm talking about...but I'll tell you...that shit is impressive. Particularly for someone who's been so fucking RETARDED at body filler...

It was like, something clicked...the pieces came together...my confidence came back...my skill came back...Miss Holliday is back...

Ooooh yessss....

Oooooooooooooh shit....

When I'm feeling confident....
When my skills are in full effect....
All bets are off...

Mother FUCKER...I might OWN that shop by the end of next week...

That's right...You heard me...say it again to youself...just to be sure...