written word

The written word.


Can my journaling adventure be kept afloat by words alone?


A picture is worth a thousand words though.


The pressure is on.


It has been suggested to pay for extra storage.
(did I mention the super tight budget we are on?)


It has also been suggested to start another blog under a different account.


Maybe Nate wants to host Word Up from now on. 


If my dreams were to come true I would pay somebody to make me a rockin' online space that would become a visually stimulating place to come and read my stimulating words.


(any volunteers?  Tax write off maybe?)


If I were like Will Hunting, I would go to the Library and immerse myself in 'how to' books on computer code and graphic design.
I would be self taught and industrious.


Right now the industriousness is being spent on feeding my family. 


For example, by not cleaning the floors after yesterdays meals, Lincoln gets his pick of healthy remnants left within his reach.  
He is partaking freely.


Who needs to clean floors?
(Amber)


Not today says I.