Posted in Musing & Stories

There’s a lesson here somewhere

I screwed up big time. Well, it isn’t tragic, but DANGIT!! Bang head here. While working in a creative rabbit hole last night, I was within pixels of being finished; I tried to resize a design and the program just. closed. itself. O.O Wwaa!!! Tell me it ain’t so!

Luckily all the bits and pieces of it were saved, so at least reassembly is going quicker. Plus everything I’ve learned so far about the new program is NOT lost. It was most-likely something I did, not the program’s fault.

Friends and Confidantes – don’t work while tired, always have coffee on, SAVE early and often. Apply that everywhere. (she says in her Susan Powter voice)  Mid-Afternoon break is over and I seriously need a refill –>> when IT’S FULL I’m “FUNCTIONAL”  –Over 25 color combos with black or white text. Grab your favorite color -Emoji Office Mugs!



Posted in Musing & Stories

Knowing How to Walk Away?

… And where’s the next trail?

It’s never pretty to end something that isn’t working. At least I’ve never been known for having tact. Often, runaway feelings take possession of my mouth (or fingers, if I’m typin’.) I’m not proud. I’m human.

Doing the hard thing with dignity: In 10 years, I had amazing experiences as a provider/teacher/helper in my field. To end with a sour taste in my mouth would be heart-breaking.  I’m pausing and breathing, rather than typing a PM while anxiety is high. Never was one to solve anything with an ounce of detachment. But I’m sure it’s for the best if feelings, when typed, are for personal, cathartic purposes only.

I lost sleep last night just to come to that conclusion this morning. Also made bittersweet friends with the fact that I’m stepping off a decade-long path. Sometimes we are looking DOWN at the dirt and stone, trudging along. Ahead, is there a smoother trail? Better view? Or a cliff? It’s strange how quickly grief can turn to relief when you’ve decided to stop and look UP at the surrounding terrain. I believe I’ve found the next color Blaze and that makes walking away from the last one a little easier.

There’s no map, Friends and Confidantes. Just bootprints, determination and possibilities.

Retrograde, Bi-polar and Resurrection of the Creative Introvert in Spring

Nothing like sneaking up on a topic or four while breaking in the new blog.  I’m Jen, blogging, writing and designing from my homebase at Grandma Auburn’s TinyTrailer. (You can find a link to the “HIKE” tee shirt at the bottom of this post, while I’m still working out all the WordPress kinks. THX for understanding!)

Good Afternoon on this gusty, snowing day somewhere south of Lake Michigan.  Mid-April. And it took GREAT Inner Strength to hit the round shuffling at the crack of 8:30 this morning. I caffeinated  enough to speak coherently when it was my turn at the post office counter… and returned home safely with all metaphorical lug nuts intact.

Yesterday was devoted to revising a couple kid & mom designs that had been languishing in draft for weeks. After some tinkering, but no real progress, I opened a fresh page and played with multi-colored hearts. Probably sent it off to be critiqued to soon, but ooohhhh how cathartic it was to be playing on the creative side of the grey matter once more.

Mother Nature and the rest of us Crones will continue to dig ourselves out from last the seasons snowbank. I’m workin’ on forward & focus.  There’s meaningfulness in the minutia.

Whelp!! That’s the long and short of it for now. THX for stopping by!  Grab your fre shipping code below!!     Next time I’ll be sure and have your favorite tea prepared! (This was impromptu, so I wasn’t expecting company)   Please subscribe here and on my Facebook page: 



Use that code in my store here:

Some of my Tapestries,  Tee Shirts and Mugs will be uploaded here this evening as I continue to learn WordPress.      -Jen