
i just found out how little a former employer of mine was paying some fellow employees. what a jerk. not close to a living wage, yet the owner of the company lives like a king with servents, etc.
geez. more reason to keep plugging away at freelancing. or better yet, my husband can sell a screenplay, i can go back to school and be a real archivist.
simon brough me coffee this am. so nice. sitting here making a list - waking up. not alot to report. OH - we had a great evening. i was tense after yoga. during meditation some of my 'shit' came up. i got home and was famished. we started cooking together - dicing, heating water, etc. i was bitchy. but there was not an explosion. simon diffused the situation, did not take anything personally, i just talked out my fears and we had an amazing dinner in front of the fireplace with candles. we are growing and learning. that was great, as i was all fucked up and could have easily spun off into a dark place.
Crocheted for awhile. working on a black scarf, maybe big enough to be a proper wrap, which could be nice and gothy.
well, i cant put off the work portion of the day any longer. may write more later if the muse visits.