Do you hear that sound? It's a little crunchy, a bit mushy, it's the sound of my heart breaking. I am so sad. Yet another favorite shelter publication has folded another beloved--Met Home. I just got the email from one of my favorite editors. I don't know if I can take anymore of this. As some of you know I work in the shelter (interior design) industry, for those that didn't know, yes, I actually have a proper job where I don't act anything like I do here at the Blahg. I am serious darn it because interior design is very serious, didn't you know? Well at least that's how everyone acts here, so I am going to follow suit....
This news effects me on so many levels, of course professionally, but who cares about my profession when it's my personal life I am so obsessed with? Sheesh. This gets me in the gullet. I am going to have to start spending the extra dinero to buy foreign shelter publications just to satisfy my addiction. No wonder I am still renting at this stage of my life, this magazine problem is serious. I am sorry for everyone that won't have a job at MH, that's no fun, but they are a talented crew and I am sure they will land on their feet. I bid adieu to yet another glossy. I will miss you....





