Today I cooked winter soup)
aka mulled wine from the set that a customer gave me a long time ago, my illustration was used on the spice box.
I came across a photo of my last workplace) It was the editorial office of a newspaper ) I worked there on a half rate (4 hours) and it was the most strange and unprofitable place - in terms of earnings) But I was just afraid to leave then in free floating and needed at least some anchor of “stability”) Although a strange stability in which I for a couple of nights of drawing earned a month's salary in the editorial office ... But any experience in a piggy bank - but there is something to remember) The team there was very interesting and all employees really could be called “characters” in a good sense of the word) All motley and with their own cockroaches) I even felt normal there))))))
It was very nice when my colleagues said that magic had come to the editorial office with me and that it was a pity that I was leaving) Well, they told me directly - that they didn't say goodbye and that I would suffer from bullshit and I would come back to them soon))) And now I have been suffering from bullshit for several years)))))
