I'm halfway through my revisions of my Plan B Report in preparation for my defense on Wednesday. So far it is 103 pages long. As I have been working on the monster I've been thinking about next semester. It's going to be a weird semester because for the first time since I was 5, I'm not going to be in school. (I realize that I wasn't in school on my mission but it was kind of like school.) I'm trying not to freak out. It's a big deal to graduate and be DONE. I'm planning on working next semester so I don't go crazy and so we can live comfortably. As I have been casually job searching I feel like I have
no skills.
I realize that's not totally true, I can make stuff. Lots of stuff. I know how to take a drawing of a costume and make it real: pattern and all.
But I don't have the skills to fulfill the jobs readily available. It's kind of freaking me out.
That could also be the fact that it's 1 AM and I started working on my Plan B Report at...7? I'm not sure.
Bedtime. I'm sure about that one.
no skills.
I realize that's not totally true, I can make stuff. Lots of stuff. I know how to take a drawing of a costume and make it real: pattern and all.
But I don't have the skills to fulfill the jobs readily available. It's kind of freaking me out.
That could also be the fact that it's 1 AM and I started working on my Plan B Report at...7? I'm not sure.
Bedtime. I'm sure about that one.
2 comments:
You can always start a business. You have great skills and I am sure you could find people who will pay you for them.
girlfriend you are way too hard on yourself. you are an amazing costume designer and I'm sure your Plan B is ridiculously good!
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