It’s been a few months past 4.5 years in Little Yellow. She is aging, and looks it, but continues to do her job as home. I will be 29 this summer (also aging, and also probably look it) and trying to get as many things done before then as possible, because that seems like a good goal.
I am wrapping up recording my first album, of my original music. It’s wonderfully, weightily stressful. And also expensive, even with primarily 2 (harp and voice) tracks. It’s a good thing I didn’t think about how expensive it actually is or I probably wouldn’t have started. You are welcome to visit my music website to find links to my imperfect recordings.
I am officially no longer shoveling shit as part of my rental agreement. I am extremely excited. I’ll have to make up the extra money but I’m at the point where I no longer want shit on my boots. Growing up maybe?
Updated June 2017