(Just a reminder that I have a playlist with one song for each week of posting. You can find it on YouTube and Spotify.)

October is my husband’s. His birthday is on the 7th, our anniversary is on the 17th (what he wanted and I happily accepted because it’s not in MY birthday month), and Halloween, his favorite holiday, closes out the month. So obviously the intermission posts have to be about him.

In a world where men are scary and not taught to be vulnerable, I found one who is gentle and honest, doesn’t put up with bullshit, and values fun. He is creative and practical and excellent at multitasking (unlike his wife, who you don’t want to ask to do two things at once).

I just want people to know it is possible to find someone who will do the minimum by respecting you and listening to you, but also who will do the most (in a good way) by specifically matching with your nuances. I have the sense of humor of a twelve year old boy. I am often upset at myself or life. And I am quicker to be practical than I am to comfort. Once I told him I would work on not being so negative (because he is so positive and hopeful), and he looked a little surprised and said, “I want you just the way you are.” Well damn.

We met when we were 28, married when we were 33. To say he was worth the long, lonely wait is an understatement. I’m the most thankful for my husband.

Pictured here: my beautiful Brandon.

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This was the last painting I did in this series even though there’s one more after this. I’d covered the pieces Maybe now the s**t you pull will be worth something in curved strokes of paint and surrender in upward strokes. But today’s painting, I decided, would have a circular pattern.

Other than black and white, I only buy bigger tubes of cyan, magenta, and yellow. This was not my original plan, but I love how, if I want any other color, I have to experiment to (hopefully) get the color I want. Even with Google’s help, there’s no guarantee I’ll do it. These circumstances are one of the few where I love that.

I treat my music similarly: I’m learning on my own and from other professionals but sometimes my voice cracks. Or the rhythm in certain parts isn’t perfect. Often I’ll make corrections, but I like to leave some mistakes in. If I were to perform live, you would not get a flawless execution from me; might as well share some of those imperfections now.

Pictured here: my piece on the floor, I’m tired of stewarding hell.

For the next couple of weeks, I’m continuing to base each painting on a song from my ep These Songs, out now. You can find it here, or today’s musical inspiration, This song is about me, in playlists on YouTube Music or Spotify.

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I’ve shared before how I don’t know how to paint for real. Meaning, I’ve never taken classes outside of arts in grade school where we used watercolors (BLEH). When it comes to some artistic endeavors, I’m afraid to learn the basics because I know that the part of me that loves rules will also cling to them and be afraid to break them (even though they say that the time to break rules is after learning them). Because of that, this is largely NOT a substack about painting education as much as just a place to process my experiences and showcase my pieces.

Okay, so now I want to talk about underpainting!

I was talking to one of my coworkers about our weeks. I’d shared how I’d finished a piece, Michael’s sales, and how I needed to buy another tube of magenta acrylic paint. She then said something like, “You should do a layer of underpaint.” And my mind exploded.

Because no, I’m not currently interested in taking a class on painting. But DO I LOVE hearing others talk about things that interest them. And I am a sucker for learning even random facts from anyone who is excited to share. So I asked her to explain, then Googled it just to be sure I understood how to do it correctly.

Pictured here: magenta-painted canvas.

I also recommend you look it up or ask someone, but this is just taking a thin layer of paint. Then after it dries, paint whatever overtop. The point is that the bottom layer color will pop through. I fear I did not make the magenta underneath today’s canvas thin enough. And I’m typing this before I go to paint on top, so you will see below how I did.

Pictured here: today’s canvas, surrender.

The next few weeks I’m basing each painting on a song from my ep These Songs, out now. You can find it here, or today’s musical inspiration, This song is about a shapeshifter, in playlists on YouTube Music or Spotify.

On Fridays I’ll share a bit more about the songs themselves, which you can read about for $5 a month. Thank you for being here. I hope you have a great day.

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I thought mixing cyan and yellow with a little magenta would make brown. But Google informed me that I should’ve started with yellow and magenta. Oops. At least I got the two shades of brown that I wanted: one like red-ish brown dirt, one like poop.

Pictured here: my office and in the kinda far left hand corner, Crissi after her nails were just painted brown.

At first I had the idea to draw a smaller canvas and someone trying to paint with their feces. Yes, that’s disturbing, and I did not want a painting of that on my wall. So I just took one of my bigger brushes and swished it back and forth. Love. First with the red-ish brown, next with the other. Green and blue start showing through. And now this s**t is in fact worth something more than the stress and fear and exhaustion. I love this for me.

Pictured here: my canvas on the floor, Maybe now the s**t you pull will be worth something.

The next four weeks I’m basing each painting on a song from my ep These Songs, out this Sunday, September 27. You can pre-order here. On Fridays I’ll share a bit more about the songs themselves, which you can read about for $5 a month. Thank you for being here; I hope you have a great day.

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My mom taught me to clean a house. Even today, she’ll tell me about the chores and projects she does to keep her home clean. But I kept going in and out of consistency with my own cleaning habits. My husband does his part, and then mine are left undone. It was unfair to both of us.

But nothing worked. I tried doing a little a day. I told my husband and mom, to keep myself accountable. Made up schedules for myself. Finally I gave in to an idea that kept popping up: I decided to post 5 days a week on Instagram about my cleaning one room per day in our apartment. I figured the more public accountability would keep me persistent. I had two followers, and one was my husband.

Pictured here: my office closet a little messier and then a little cleaner.

But for whatever reason, it worked. Some days I’d wait til the last minute. Others I could only muster the energy to clean the mirror in the bathroom. But everyday I did a little cleaning— even on the days I don’t post about it. And because of a video about my new and slowly growing Pokemon collection, I now have 17 followers (as of my typing this).

So if you want some motivation to clean daily, I post about that everyday except (usually) Wednesdays and Fridays on my Instagram. I’m not sure how much longer I’ll keep it up, but I’ve had one person tell me they follow partially for those posts, so I am encouraged to keep going.

Pictured here: said bathroom mirror, dirty and then clean.

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On the Michaels’s website, this canvas is called an “arch”. But when I saw it, I saw a tombstone and wanted it. Though I wasn’t sure what I’d paint had died, I knew I wanted to with something.

Pictured here: the back of this canvas with its title “Here lie my hopes and dreams”.

And that sounds insensitive to me. Actual people die and are killed and it’s a tragedy. To make a fake tombstone for something other than a Halloween prompt seemed inappropriate. I’d waited weeks to do this one.

I was going to complete this painting after writing today and Friday’s post. But once I finished typing, it seemed fitting to leave it. While the death of one’s dreams was my muse (something I’ll share more about on Friday), I know future me will be processing other deaths— be them literal or figurative. So it’s being left blank in hopes to make room for future thoughts, healing, etc.

Pictured here: my canvas on the desk, “Here lie my hopes and dreams”

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I have been going through the steps in Codependent No More workbook, by Melody Beattie, for a few months now. Last year, I listened to the audiobook version (which breaks down what codependency is) and decided I wanted help putting what I’d learned into practice. In this workbook, she takes the 12 Steps that are known originally from AA and shares their version from Co-Dependents Anonymous.

Pictured here: my desk with the book Codependent No More workbook.

1. “We admitted we were powerless over others— that our lives had become unmanageable.”

This may sound defeatist. Admitting I am powerless? How does anyone change or heal or evolve if they don’t have any power? But for myself, I’m finding that admitting this is very freeing. My issue with needing to control everyone and everything absolutely leaves me powerless. For example, if I spend so much time thinking about how Neo said they would arrive by 4:30 but it is now 4:45 and they’re texting me that they’re just now headed my way, I can easily then think of how they ALWAYS do this: say they’ll be on time, say they’ll do this project, say they’ll do better next time— but they never do. Next I’m fuming because they are so unreliable and are always inconveniencing me with their unreliability. And as you can imagine, I go down this spiral every single time they repeat these habits.

Now, in this example, it’s not that I’m wrong, because I am not. And it is not that my feelings and thoughts are unreasonable; I don’t believe they are. But tell me, what exactly is my repeated spiraling accomplishing? Will my ruminating on their habit of not keeping their word change their behavior? Obviously not.

And here’s the thing: maybe a conversation will help, but at the very end of the day I CANNOT CONTROL THEIR BEHAVIOR. Someone is reading this and going, duh. And… fair. But that simple fact is revolutionary for me. Because when I allow myself to feel and think however I do and then MOVE ON TO MINDING MY BUSINESS and controlling the one person I can—me—that is when I can accomplish something. That is when I can move forward. That’s when my life stops being unmanageable, because instead of fixating on someone and something I cannot control, I am focused on myself and living my life.

Pictured here: my canvas on the floor, the first three steps of Co-Dependents Anonymous.

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