And neither do children. I have grandiose dreams of being a writer, a painter, a designer, an illustrator, a social media master, a maker of many things; but time is short and the kids still need to be fed. So I pace myself and find time in between loads of laundry, play group and wiping noses. I won’t have this time again. When they have flown the coop I will wonder where it went and wish for them to need me again. But I have ideas now. And I am writing them down and sketching them out. And if I have a quiet afternoon once in awhile I will do what I need to do. I will create.
And I will not regret a single moment of any day. If I am wrestling monkeys or planning my next big project, then I am doing exactly what I was meant to be doing. The more I find myself enjoying the everyday moments, the more I find I am overflowing with creativity. Because ideas don’t keep, I keep a notebook and remind myself that it’s all there waiting when I finally wander down to my studio. This week was a fine balance between my two loves. I cooked yummy meals and played with my boys and enjoyed my home thoroughly. I was also lucky enough to squeeze in some time for my creative self. Once again, it was the best week ever and here are a few more reasons:
· I found 16 vintage blue Mason jars in a “Free Pickings” pile. Score!
· I made a bouquet from my garden and used one of those jars.
· We played in the rain. And boy did it rain a lot this week!
· I filled up my sketchbook with lots of ideas for paintings, paper crafts, and lino cuts.
· We went to the dentist and no one had cavities.
· The boys and I had a tea party…no really we did and it was fun.
· I got up early with David before he went to work to enjoy a quiet house and see him off.
· Tonight my sister-in-law will come over for some scrappy girl time.
I can toast to that! What about you? What made this your best week ever?