I just love the first of the year. A new chapter, a new blank sheet, a new boost of confidence, a new attitude, a clean slate to get muddled on all over again – it’s brilliant! I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and New Years, and that Santa was good to you all and you rang in the New Year with people you love. :) Cheers to 2018!! (Can you believe it?!) Music? Why yes, let’s.
Who knew getting used to a new house would feel like an immediate loss of all sense and sensibility? (A nod to dearest Jane.) Feeling completely unsettled without any roots to hold onto I have been like a shell these past few months, going through the motions of everyday life (not being the greatest at it, but what can you do?), having sporadic moments of content and bliss, only to soon be come over with fits of inner hysteria and confusion. What is this feeling of limbo I keep having? Caught between this world and the next? Why can’t I just get a grip on anything solid and pull myself down to the ground? Or up above the murky water?
I think some people would call that anxiety. I think I would, too. (I think Paul would, too.) Where am I going with this? Nowhere, just chit-chatting about life, really. Plus, the more I’ve talked about my terribly adorable habit for worrying about nothing with other people, the more I come to realize I’m not alone. I think we’ll start a club. But now that we’ve established some groundwork here and have already built some wonderful memories, this old creaky home is beginning to feel like a safe haven. And now that the rush of the holidays has ceased, my old gardening books have surfaced on the coffee table and my dreams begin floating towards sprawling roses, fragrant basil leaves, and beautiful, rich dirt under my fingernails.
So friends, shall I catch you up with where we last left off in the story? Let’s see, Paul and I were starting to get to know our house and neighborhood a little better, painting walls and installing new sinks, celebrating our 6 years of marriage, and in the middle of enjoying autumn in our new home.
Fast forward a few months (can it be?!) and we’re now much more used to this old home. It really feels like home now – I give Christmas a big part in that feeling – and we’ve been settling down more and more each week. I’ve finally decided on a paint color for our living room, which until recently was sporting 4 different colors on one wall, and I continue to downsize our belongings making it feel so much more purposeful and cozy. We’ve grown accustomed to new grocery stores and where we prefer shopping and when (perhaps this sounds odd but living in a small town, deciding on where to go and when was never an issue because it was rarely busy and there were few selections), and we even have new favorite spots. I imagine we’ll have more once we can get out of this nest and explore when the weather warms up.
Rusty is content as ever. All he needs is a good, warm heater, a stuffed animal or two, and a well-worn bed and he’s all set. Truly adaptable species.
Although I haven’t made much progress on my blog lately, I have been working as often as possible on my new website and I’m happy to say the only thing holding it back from being live is a glitch on the technical side!! I’ve been a bit of a perfectionist with this project – more than usual – but enough is enough and it’s time I just get it out there! It’s a huge umbrella for everything I want to offer to you and your friends, family, co-workers, whomever!
Creative Business Branding – website design, logo design, social media design, business cards, etc.!!
Photography Resources – Photoshop actions, editing tutorials, webinars, and eventually much more!!
Watercolors – homemade wall art for your home, and eventually other products like cards, kitchen items, etc.!!
(Can you tell I’m super excited?!!?)
I asked a bunch of you on Facebook what web address I should have and I took your advice – I won’t share it now since it won’t work, but it’s simple and perfect for what I need. And since all small businesses need a name and my previous name is too specific, I opted for a new one. Instead of it being Nikki Tran Photography or Nikki Tran Branding, etc., it will now just be Nikki Tran. My name. That’s it. I’m hoping over the past 6 years I’ve built a bit of a brand around my name, and I’m excited because I can use my name for anything I want to do (because you know, Paul knows, and I know that I change my mind quite a bit). So my next blog post may just be introducing you to the new website!! Cross your fingers!!
Besides working on my website and trying to suffocate random bouts of anxiety, I manage to find time to fit in the little things in life that mean the most. I’ve been working on some lovely commission watercolor prints lately, something I’m truly excited about, and am now working on my latest, a homesteading theme – I’m in love! As ecstatic and flattered as I was 6 years ago when people began booking me for photography sessions and weddings, I’m even more so when people hire me to simply paint things for them. What an incredible treat for me.
I was able to see some really beautiful paintings this week, made by the littlest hands with the biggest hearts. My nephews spent the entire week with us while their parents were on a tiny island of paradise for their anniversary, and we attempted all sorts of things with our paintbrushes. I loved seeing their giddiness when they completed a painting, handed it to me to scan and design, and saw their finished art printed into a card. They were so proud, I was so thrilled. In between staying in our PJs all day and playing video games (Uncle Paul and I are thoroughly addicted to Cars 2 Battle Racing), there was lots of reading, chess playing, battle ship sinking, chocolate snacking, starry ceiling bubble baths, and 90’s movie watching (again, I was just so thrilled). It was a magical week and I’m pretty homesick for them right now, if I’m being honest. I’ve called Paul “Uncle Paul” numerous times already and expect to see their stuffed animals and books scattered around my office. Auntie life is the good life.
And now it’s time for me to ride off into the sunset. Paul’s about to get off his bus and I must rescue him from the cold.
Until we meet again, dear friends! Stay warm!! xoxo