Oh gods, swallowing pepto bismol tabs with whiskey has got to be right up there with my worst-ever life choices.

I think there is a real life Bubbles living in my new apartment complex - I keep seeing this truck drive into the lot with one or two shopping carts in the bed, and then leaving with 10 or 12 from different places and coming back empty. I wonder if he stuffs weed in the handles too?

So, if you follow my jewelry-making exploits at all, you may have noticed a distinct lack of activity both here and over in my shop - well, I have been dealing with health issues and also getting ready to move, so the shop has been put on hiatus until I can get all that worked out, at least somewhat. 

Besides my depression/anxiety disorders, I am also autistic, which I think most people don’t realize, and it is incredibly difficult for me to deal with things that would typically be no big deal for the average human (phones ringing send me into paroxysms of anxiety, it’s ridiculous).  So, the business-type dealings of running a shop and answering questions and such has begun to take a rather bizarre toll on me. In addition, I have several physical health issues as well - currently, my weird-ass heart condition (which makes my heart pound like a motherfucker whenever I move basically any part of my body) is combining with my weird-ass neurological condition (which makes me faint when I am upright with absolutely no cause) to make me a bit of a non-functioning mess. 

I am hoping to get back to at least somewhat-normal productivity in the next few weeks or so, so if you are still interested in snagging some Sarah Belham jewelry, don’t give up hope yet!

tl;dr - I am a mess but hopefully will be better soon.