Melissa’s Cozy Teacup

My sister asks me this and it’s usually followed by a comment on how I must have too much free time on my hands. Well, it’s not as if I am desperately bored or something (ok, once and a while sure). There’s a difference, though, between having a list of things to do; laundry, clean the kitchen, watch the paint peel, and having a creative outlet. I went to college to be a photo journalist. That dream quickly died when I learn the inside workings of the media machine and decided I wanted to die with a clear conscience. Case in point; our local news station was covering a liquor store robbery where an elderly man had shot and killed the robber. The report, and I kid you not, went something like this: ‘the local police have declined to release the name of the store owner for his personal safety, but I have it here.’ Then he proceeded to read it, on the news, so the robbers little thug friends could go after the man. Well, the reporter didn’t read his name with that goal in mind, but, like, HELLO?! A blind man could see where that might lead. Get a clue.

So in my pursuit of a creative outlet, I blog. I invite ladies over for tea. I write (with the goal of being publish). I have time to enjoy life. Yes, it is a solitary existence. Yes, there are times when there is not much to do but watch the paint dry. I am also the healthiest I’ve ever been in my life. I have low stress and I’m not exposed to cooties in the workplace. I think that’s a fair trade off, personally.