Thursday, May 30, 2013
Nothing clever came to mind so it is just plain Thursday. Even though this is more of what happened this week kinda post.
Struggling to get back to my old creative self and struggling to balance what life is as I now know it, is hard. But today I climbed a bit closer to regaining some of my creative flow.
It may not seem like much to those gungho crafty ladies out there but for me this is a big step.
Finding something that interests me these days is a chore. Yes, I can sit and crochet a mindless afghan all night but I really miss creating more.
As the morning was cool, cool enough to turn the air off and have the windows open, I sat and laughed along with my favorite morning tv show. (The Dan Patrick Show) anyhoo more on that later.
It puts me in a good mood therefore I grabbed a project that had been laying about for at least 4 weeks. I had and old thrift store jacket I found 3 years ago that was just a little to plain and preppy for me. So I added my own flair. Finding a t-shirt for 5.95 in the kids section at H&M, I cut it down and blanket stitched the patch on to the back of this blazer.
This week I tried my first chocolate and caffeinated beverage since having my gallbladder surgery 4 months ago.
I tried taking a new profile pick this week...maybe I will try again next week, something more without the blurry closet in the background
While it is the last few days of school, I decided I would sit and read The Great Gatsby as I wait for the boy to come out of class.
As for the rest of my week, we picked out new carpet for our upstairs, we made tents, we played silly games and watched a lot of Duck Dynasty.
I even agreed to go camping and fishing this summer...if I get this really cute pink tent to sleep in ;)
Don't forget my Vintage Marketplace shop is having a blowout sale 40% off everything with the coupon code SALES
Come on over and take a gander...
That is my week thus far....hope it continues to be creative and fun. Oh I forgot to add how my morning wake up call has been... a 30 lb cat laying on my chest crying for food.