oddityodyssey

The week off didn't happen. Only managed one day off and a long morning. Still, I feel better, sort of. Trying to clear my mind instead of having my thoughts roll around like a marble on an unsteady table. All the same, I'm starting to come up with new ideas; business ideas, original jewelry ideas, work and home improvement ideas. I suppose then you could call the brief time off a partial success. Now begins the packing up of my apartment. The comics alone are going to take days. I'm not terribly keen on the idea of moving back home but with my sister off teaching at Ft. Smith, AK and my mother living alone after my dad's death I feel like it's the right move at the moment. But being 28 and moving back home doesn't make me feel all that independent, nor is it a plus in the eyes of available women. Then again, if I didn't work so damn much I might actually have such women to worry about. Christ, you'd think I'd be more enticing than I am, being a jeweler with grad school credentials and something of a natural charm. Ah well, such is life.