Thoughts from a Waiting Room
It’s been a while.
Sometimes I do this. I plan on a brilliant schedule of blogging, marketing, producing, etc… I get excited about it and then let it all fall apart. But why? Why do I let it crumble to pieces?
It’s a repeating pattern and I’m going to dissect it. I think that’s the first step in overcoming it- call it out, name it, figure out where the behavior is coming from.
So, let’s get to the bones of it. The big ol’ bag o’ bones.
It’s really not that mind boggling or deep. The simple fact of it is: I do too much.
I do not have realistic expectations of myself.
There it is. That’s it. The meat AND bones of it.
Here is what was going on and why I allowed myself to take a break and enjoy this life instead of insisting I perform and then feel guilty when I don’t.
OOH Happenings
My boyfriend moved in. Yeah. That’s a big thing. It’s been great. He cooks, he takes care of the yard and the house, he takes care of me. That’s an even bigger thing. Something that I had been made to believe was not an easy task. He makes it seem so easy and I love him for that. The kids and he are still trying to figure out how to relate to each other, but it’s getting there.
I turned 40. Does anyone ever really feel their age? How do you come to terms with the fact that you are middle age while still feeling like you don’t know a thing about life? I’m currently wearing a Pokémon t-shirt and have my hair in braids, so clearly I have not registered the fact I am a grown middle aged woman. And I guess I’m ok with that.
I went on vacation. Nate and I took a little 8-hour drive to a quaint Colorado mountain town where we stayed in an even quainter cabin on a property with 6 feisty goats. We ate a lot, we slept even more and just enjoyed the quiet. I guess I am 40 after all…
Anyway, life happened. Real, actual life and I gave myself permission to enjoy it.
The art I have been working on is for clients in my Virtual Assistant job, so I can’t really share it, but new stuff is coming.
I had been crocheting a little bit- just here and there… But I did a project that sky-rocketed my motivation and now I want to crochet ALL. THE. THINGS.
Here’s a friendly reminder: I do custom orders. If you see something you like and think “I wonder if Meg can do that?” I betcha I can. And I’m gonna be excited about it if it’s something new.
Alright. Enough jabbering. Here is the project that made me love my yarn and hook again.
It’s a freaking stegosaurus!!! And it is SO CUTE.
And hellooooo 40!
I’m interested to know. Do you have the same problem as me? How do you stop yourself and allow yourself to smell the proverbial roses?
