Author Archives: smlacyart

Don't even bother reading this. It's just me complaining for 803 words.

This morning, I have run out of patience with myself. I am tired of hearing myself say I’m stuck. I don’t want to be stuck anymore. I don’t want to talk about being stuck anymore. I just want to be un-stuck. And for everything to be okay again. This whole, “I feel like a frigging [...]

Ooh, I'm stuckity stuck stuck stuck.

If you’re gonna be stuck, you might as well make it into a weird rhyming thingy. I am still feeling uncomfortable, and out of touch with my own identity. I constantly come back to the same pattern – feeling stuck, specifically in the mind of a 12 year old. I feel like I got benched [...]

Ick, I feel small.

My ex, the emotionally abusive one, apparently just got an audition to model for Abercrombie and Fitch. I know it shouldn’t bother me, but it does. A lot. I feel like, he left me, and made me feel like crap about myself, and then went off to have multiple girlfriends, and now, he’s a model, [...]

Free shipping.

Anywhere in North America. Because I love you. Buy any painting this Christmas, and I will ship it to you, by Christmas, anywhere in North America. Guaranteed. Because shipping is ridiculously expensive. And a pain in the ass when you’re buying online. Because you think, “Oh, this only costs “x” amount of dollars. I can [...]

Oh my god, I'm setting goals. Somebody tell CNN.

Ever have one of those weeks, where you get to the end of it, and you were totally busy all week, but you’re not exactly sure doing what?  Like, somehow you’ve lost focus? That was my week. I feel like I was really busy all week, getting stuff done, and today I woke up, and [...]

Growing past the scary bits.

I’m in a place right now, where I feel like nothing is going right. I mean, I know there are some things that are going right, but it just doesn’t feel like it. I feel like I’m being blocked left and right. No commissions are coming in, or they fall through, or no one ever [...]

It's done! It's done!

As I write this, I am intermittently running around the house, shrieking, “It’s done! It’s done!” while waving my arms above my head. Just ignore me. Its probably safer. The painting from hell, that I just couldn’t let go of, is finally done. FINALLY. You don’t even understand. I can actually work on other things [...]

Good morning, resistance.

Okay, so the other day I was talking about how I want to expand, and create a secondary business, doing email coaching with people with CFS, and help them work through their emotional issues, because, you know, been there, done that. Except this new idea of mine, although I’m excited about it, is also bringing [...]

Jane Austen, business stuff, CFS, and a lack of chicken sacrifices.

I have a feeling that today’s post will end up being a jumble of entirely unrelated topics. Maybe if I’m feeling extra smart, I’ll be able to make them all connect at the end? Don’t count on it though. Item #1 – Oh my god, I finally have a new website host. Holy mole. My [...]

Self reliance, independence and chicken sacrifices. What?

Ooh boy. Sometimes life can seem so scary, eh? (That was the Canadian in me coming out.) I talked about the scariness of business decisions the other day. And I’ve been pondering that, and reading what other people have to say about business decisions, and making a business work without getting rid of the joy. [...]