sabbatical

I'm having a hard time keeping my life in order these days. I left my job of which I was very tired for a new exciting job (and two other smaller jobs, one new - one old,  on the side). In this time of no jobs, believe me when I say, no pun intended that I am jazzed about this new project, and grateful.

But I'm taking a closer look at my priorities lately and at the top of the list are: stay employed (I didn't say this wasn't going to be obvious!) and my friends and family. Couple this with the fact that I'm just not that inspired to create lately and well, what I'm trying to say is that I think this blog and I are going to take a sabbatical. To the end of the calendar year to be precise. And then I may have a new blog scheme cooked up. Or not. But I'm leaving any and all possibilities open. Maybe a group blog. Is that even a thing? Anyone interested in a design-y group blog? Hmmmm. Alright now I'm just thinking out loud.

So I will say thanks muchisimo for your presence in my life. It means a lot to me. If you're on my email list I'll send one out in the new year with the new Raccoon Rain (or whatever this little space becomes). I will be leaving my shop on Etsy open in case a bolt of energy strikes me but in general anything of note I'll put in an email straight to your mailbox.

Love,
Britt

and it comes to a slow end

Enjoying the last lazy bits of summer. And really the only such time I've had this season. But that makes it sweeter.

the space between

I'm totally borrowing an announcement I found on Lena's blog (which you should read if you're into design and pattern, she's just tremendous). These are two new prints from Claire Nereim's Etsy shop. I don't know about you but summer fruit, mainly nectarines, are on my mind. I bought 5 on Sunday and I ate them all, with only a little help, in 24 hours. Too good.

Up and Running...

...as in getting our new place...outfitted? Is that the right word? Decorated. Arranged. Set up.

When I move into a new home I become manic about making all the mess go away and buying all the right stuff right now! It's a disease that makes me hard to be around I'm afraid. (This feeling might also have something to do with leaving one job and starting two new ones at the same time as moving). As Michael so aptly and kind of jokingly put it, " this coming together is driving us apart". This is our first attempt at living together, just us. Tonight we tackle the last of the boxes, clink a couple beers together and settle into some left over ice cream and a new summer peach. Things are feeling normal again. HOORAY.