Sometimes, being 25 is harder than I expected. The last few days have been really hard for me, but before I get all the comments about how I’ll get through it… I know I will. My job is tough right now, but I really do see a future in it. I may have to accept help from my family for the time being to get through, but it’ll be ok.

So, for months now, we’ve been planning on my mom selling my bags as consignment at her store. Today, she and my dad told me that rather than doing consignment, she’s going to pay me for them right from the beginning. I tried to tell them no, but neither she nor my dad will hear it. They want to treat the bags like a product from any other vendor initially, and if they don’t sell, so what? My dad had already offered to lend me some money to get through, but I had told him no. So, now, they can help me but I’m not taking a handout.

Everyone wins.

And now? For some pictures for you. These were all taken about a 5 minute bike ride from my house. My roomie found this spot and made me go back with him. Unfortunately, it was overcast, so I’m not really happy with the color ranges, but still… I love these shots.

reflection

I can’t decide which is my favorite. This one, or this one:

tire reflection

So, when I get all freaked out about my money problems, I have to remind myself that I live in the most beautiful place in the world. These shots are from the side of the island that faces the main land, we call it the sound. I moved to TX 3 years ago, thinking that my life would be better if I was in a place with lots of jobs to choose from. Well, it WAS good, but all I wanted to be was back here. Now I’m back and while life isn’t perfect, I’m where I want to be. Now, it’s just a matter of getting the nuts and bolts to work together.