Life. Is. Hectic. In the best and worst ways possible.

This summer, I am working pretty much full-time. My hours vary from anywhere from 25 to 50 hours a week, depending on what obligations/crisis I'm dealing with and how much overtime my boss will let me put in. The job is great! I'm in internet marketing, doing miscellaneous creative work. One day, I'm editing video in FinalCut, the next I'm clipping and cleaning up podcasts for one of our websites. Then, I'll turn around and work on print releases for several days in InDesign. I couldn't ask for a job more full of variety and creative stimulation. The only downside is that your hobbies quit being your hobbies when they become your profession. Art is hardly on top of my list of things to do when I come home after a day of needing creative juices. It's not bad. In fact, it has shown me that I'm going into the right field. I don't need art as a release, because various forms of art are now a part of my everyday life.

I'm in a wedding party. In fact, Tim is, as well. He's a groomsman, I'm a bridesmaid. The bride is the EPITOME of bridezilla, though...to the point that it's really complicated our relationship. It's created a lot of stress, but the other bridesmaids and I are finding ways to survive it together.

It's my last year of 4-H. After this county fair, I will never participate in another 4-H projects judging or rabbit show again. I'm sad, but it'll also be nice to be free of the politics. I won't be sending any art to the State Fair this year...there isn't enough funding to send as many delegates, so all of the project classes I've entered have had their state fair eligibility withheld. I'm a bit bitter and disappointed, but it's too late to get mad. What am I going to do, tell them to let me go next year?

We got final verdicts on my head problems. We're 100% sure that there is no tumor, no cancer. It's simply a manner of stress management and migraines. The problems go hand-in-hand with my anxiety control issues, which we are working to help. That's a double-edged sword, as far as news goes. My health isn't in any grave danger but it means that my emotional problems are worse than we originally thought.

So, you see, I've been very, very busy. And very stressed. But it's great. Because this is an awful, beautiful, wonderful, magnificent, horrible place to be. I wouldn't trade all the bad, because so much good goes hand-in-hand with it.