My name's Deb, how lovely to meet you! I'm so glad you stopped by...

In November 2008 I made my first sock monkey (yep, that's him alright)....and as they say...the rest is history...

In February 2009, Sock It To Me! was born and my life used to consist of Teza by day (Good afternoon, you're speaking to Chaos Control & Crayon Girl, how may i help?) and monkey business by night.

It was very exciting but I left my home and reality for a crazy journey of enlightenment around Asia. So, here I am soaking up the sights and sounds of sunny Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia and working for CLEO, the coolest mag ever. Thanks again for stopping by, sit back, relax and Happy Reading!

xoxo Miss Deb

Saturday, December 26, 2009

I'm dreaming of a Malaysian Christmas...

Watch this space to see what Santa brought me this year!

Miss Deb

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

A happy hamster holiday...


Miss Deb's too busy with pending Christmas festivities to do a post today so I volunteered.

I'm Chuck her Roboski hammie.

All I want for Christmas is more yummy yummy sunflower seeds, they are my favorite.

I could lie here all day and talk about them...

But I won't, no time to waste. I'm off for a run on my awesome orange wheel.

Merry eve of Christmas eve everybody.
- Chuckie Monster

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Never again...

Never is a strong word to use, yes, but I owe it to myself to not let this happen again. This is me after my first day at my last job. I started at 9 am and finished at 9 pm that night. I hadn't had dinner so that was me, eating beans on toast while sitting on the floor, I was so hot and sweaty and hungry and grumpy that the cool marble floor was the only thing calming me down, that and my extremely understanding and patient man-friend.

Someone told me today that they thought my writing style was FLUFFY and asked if I knew how to write serious stuff at all. The hilarity, they'd only read my CV and that was meant to be tongue in cheek as its sole purpose was to grab a potential employer's attention enough to score an interview. Funny thing is I'd always believed that flair was something you couldn't teach and having a distinct style of writing (be it fluffy or not) that people easily related too was desirable. Oh that's right I forgot, I'd only change my mind if their opinions counted.

Sirens were going off in my head when they felt the need to TELL me that they were in the servicing industry instead of making me feel serviced. Why do people fail to realize that at the end of the day I am just another consumer, I may not know anybody important now but when I do, do you really think I'll recommend them? On the contrary, I'm probably going to tell them to avoid them and their 'services' like a plague.

So to them I say, "So long suckers...oh and don't look so surprised when I walk away without begging you to hire me."

Miss Deb

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Blog crush on Bleubird Vintage

How adorable is this poster from daisey chic!
I came across it on the lovely Bleubird Vintage blog! Reading her blog is bliss...

Miss Deb

Friday, December 18, 2009

This is just fabulous...

Taken from the equally fabulous writings of Bleubird Vintage

Miss Deb

Thursday, December 17, 2009

I can get no...SATISFACTION

I lie, at the moment I am extremely satisfied, and, if I may be so bold, HAPPY!

Yesterday I handed in my resignation. Little did I know that a simple piece of paper was the key to my freedom. Well, yes I did know that but I mean literally feeling like the ball and chain had disappeared. I know of something I read that will sum up what I felt quite clearly but I suspect only Twilightians will comprehend...I didn't quite imprint but when Jacob said it was as though all ties with the world had gone snip snip snip and all that mattered was her. Similarly, when the deed was done, I felt that finally I'd found what mattered most - Me.

If that was the sole purpose of this work experience, I would gladly do it again.

Don't get me wrong, I am grateful for the steep learning curve that I was presented with but I truly believe that there is more than one route to the finish line. Life is way too short to work late endlessly. Some may think at 25 I am too young to be thinking that way but I already know that I'm not going to jump for joy in 10 years when I realize I spent that whole time stuck in an office. I don't think you're ever too young to pursue what you truly want to get out of this lifetime.

People in the industry tell me working this way is to be expected, I don't believe you. You're not seeing the bigger picture, work is only one facet of this beautiful life you've been given. It is possible to achieve a balance. And if it isn't, I'm sure striving for it is a step in the right direction.

An important lesson - I've come to know that what I fear most is that stagnant/stuck feeling - Like you're standing at a dead end, up against a wall but you just keep pacing next to it wondering if you'll ever get to the other side. This was my wall and I finally decided it was time to walk away, get a map and find an alternative.

It's like the fog's been lifted and I feel like it's okay to be me again. I need to remember this because as life has it, there will be many more walls in my path but this will serve as a reminder of the many maps out there and that I'll never be stuck for long.

Miss Deb
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