Between a never-ending to-do list of projects and presents and the ever-growing tension I’m having at work, I’ve really needed some time to just check out. I didn’t even take the time to grab the fancy-schmancy drawing pencils… just a mechanical pencil and my sketch book and just started sketching anything that I felt like drawing. It’s a rather random assortment, and I probably won’t even stop with these. I don’t even care that they are terribly thrown together. I just needed a break.
I promise there are better things on the horizon.
I know it’s not even technically “winter” yet, but it’s starting to feel like it, and that’s bad news bears for me. It always seems like the colder that it gets, the less I feel like doing anything at all other than laying in the bed with a heating pad and a cup of coffee. It’s not that I fall into a creative rut, believe me, there’s plenty to be done around the Creative Chronicle homestead. I just can’t motivate myself to get anything done.
Take this journal page for instance. I just bought a new sketchbook style journal about a week ago. It took until three days ago to even take it out of the bag and attempt to start sketching (which I did without ever leaving the bed). I finished the page yesterday and snapped a few pictures. Did I immediately jump online and start my blog post? Nope. Even though it had been daunting on me that I hadn’t posted since Halloween, I opted for going to sleep early instead. That’s why I’m now forcing myself through this unmotivated “blah”-ness, and getting this journal page up right now (before I’ve even had my coffee, no less).
I’ve got to kick these winter-time blues…and FAST. The holidays are weighing pretty heavily on me right now, as I’ve resolved to do as much DIY Christmas as possible. There’s also the fact that we’ll be having Thanksgiving with my family and a Sunday Thanksgiving with Mister’s family, and at the moment I’m completely clueless as to what to make and have been roaming Pinterest seeking inspiration. I want to do some impressive dishes you don’t always find on the holiday dinner table. I’m also literally knee-deep in crochet projects for Christmas, as well as some other pretty nifty DIY present ideas. I had to invest in some very helpful crafter’s gloves to help take away some of the pain in my hands from all the action I’ve been subjecting them to, especially with the never-ending granny square afghan I’m making for a gift (plus there will soon be a second one started for another gift). I can’t wait to post some pictures of the completed projects, as I’m pretty sure the majority of those who will receive the gifts don’t ever visit Creative Chronicle.
It’s time to get my butt in gear. It’s time to grab the coffee, the crochet hook, and plant myself down in the rocking chair and get back to work! Maybe I’ll throw on some sunglasses and beach music to convince myself that it isn’t so chilly outside.
I’ve always been amazed at how creativity can keep a child more preoccupied than any toy. I love to see my niece play “Craftopia” as she calls it, which is really just her own set of metal drawers filled with tons of arts and craft supplies. When we were out to dinner with the family the other night, I brought along that little set of markers I got from Borders I mentioned earlier, and told her we could each have a page in my journal to doodle. Having just seen the Winnie the Pooh movie, she decided Tigger would be the best addition to my journal. However, she didn’t want to add his tail because she “liked it the way it was”…and I’m just fine with that. (She’s five, by the way…)
After I got home, I started doing some doodling of my own. Unfortunately, Mister and I have both been under a ton of stress lately. Just a couple months ago, I was ready to pack up all my things and move to be closer to him. The situation changed though, and I started making more money here and was able to put more back into savings. He was still an hour away though barely scraping by on what he was making and running into several snags. The option arose for him to move here – where he’d be able to make more and have to spend less. We both agree that it’s the best option we have, but he’d be leaving behind a whole lot to move as well. He’s taken a lot of time to think about it…and within 24 hours now, I should have his final answer. You can’t imagine how nervous I am though. All I can do is keep hoping and praying for that yes answer. Then, we can really make a good start together. All that I could ever want would be right here with me.