Last night I went to see Pri*nce in concert. I had heard about the concert about a week ago but knew I was scheduled to work. I kind of hum hawed about it but finally put my name down to be called off if we were over staffed. And it worked. I got called off. So did I have the guts, persistence or whatever to go to a concert by myself. I've done it before but it's not easy. I put it off to the last minute but finally headed out and told myself that I wouldn't be disappointed if I couldn't get in. There was actually a coworker who suggested we could go together if we both got called off but realistically the chances of both of us getting called off seemed slim. My mind kept coming up with excuses about what else I could be doing, how expensive it was etc and should I really go? I did go though. I had a great time too. Some of it was exciting and some of it made me laugh. There were a couple of old school folks like me there that had their lighters out waving them around. They were quickly instructed to put them away. Most of the audience had their cell phones out and waving them around. I noticed some even had some flashlight app thing (I seriously want that!) that was pretty bright. I also noticed that the whole no camera thing is a joke these days. Everyone has a camera on their phone. Mine of course takes pretty crappy pictures but it looked like some were probably getting some good shots. I noticed another coworker who was also there appears to have posted video on FB. I'm glad I went though.
Yes, it would have been more fun with someone but if I've learned nothing else from my life, I've learned that I can sit home thinking about what I would like to be doing and wishing I had someone to do things with or I can just go do them myself. I've gotten a lot better at it in the past 5 years or so. It's still sometimes a struggle but it's better. Which isn't to say that I don't have friends I spend time with but honestly a lot of times my priorities for how I spend my time or money is often different from other peoples. Which to me comes down to perspective. Am I alone or independent? I choose to pick independent. I'm pretty ok with most of it too.
It was an independent decision to decide to try to single parent. I was ok with that decision to even though to this point it hasn't worked out or happened. I know that some people having dealt with infertility (and not won as the case may be) probably couldn't do what I do for work, taking care of new moms and babies. Especially the ones that are truly so incredibly dysfunctional. My perspective is that I at least get to spend some time with babies and get a baby fix and then I get to go home and sleep in my nice quiet home. Maybe not where I had hoped to be but still not such a bad place to be. I realize too that for many it wouldn't be doable or would be too painful and that's ok too. For me, it's still about perspective and this is how I make it all ok for me. It works for me. I understand that it may not work for others and that's ok too. We all do what we have to do to get through the life we have. We all have our own perspectives.
This one cracks me up. I kept noticing black spots all over Sara when I came home and I couldn't figure out where she was getting them. Till the day I watched her climb into the fire place. That explains the black spots. She just climbed in and sat there for a while.
This is the finished quilt top from the class I took that started in February. I still have to put the whole thing together to have a finished quilt but the top is done. I love how it's turned out so far. 
This one is the newest project I'm working on and the top is partially finished in this picture. It's a bit more finished now but I didn't take any more pics of it tonight. 