Why does the mess get bigger as we try to clean it up? For the last 3 days I have been trying to dig out my crafting stuff. More like CLEAR OUT! I need to downsize in the worst way! So, as I've worked on it, I have piles of CRAP everywhere. Add to that, my daughter is painting her room and her stuff lines the hallway (my "office" is in a loft along our upstairs hallway). So, I have piles of stuff everywhere and so does she! She has one more coat to go (RED) and her stuff will disappear - or it will end up on the front lawn! Maybe I should move to the front lawn! There is lots of room out there...it's sunny and warm and there's lots of natural light! hmmmm... Then there's the issue of dew. (I went off on a tangent there...don't worry, that's normal)
I envy people who clean up after themselves. Who naturally think to do that. I don't know what I think, but it never occurs to me that I should do that. I create wonderful things...I'm proud of myself and I go to bed. I sleep soundly thinking of all that I accomplished and wake up to all of my glorious creative remnants lying about inspiring me once again. Mess? What's that? Then on the rare occasion that I absolutely can't find what I'm looking for (I can spot anything in a messy pile!), I get frustrated with myself...and wish I could be neater. This is my husband's and my biggest fight. Mess. He's a bit of a neat freak. (don't deny it...don't! I mean it!...stop it, you know you are!)
Here's another question...
Why do opposites attract? Is it God's way of entertaining himself while he watches us drive each other completely insane? It's got to be somewhat entertaining. I know there is a balancing thing...we fill in the gaps for each other...I help Alex let go of some of his angst about mess and he helps me not let the house turn into a trash heap. But it's finding the happy medium that's such a trick. I will find a way to make that happen...a happy medium...a magic formula... and write it down in a little booklet and sell it on Etsy. I will make a million. Check my site often and stay tuned...but don't hold your breath!
Back to my messes...they ARE getting smaller...they ARE, they ARE, they ARE!
Thursday, August 2, 2007
Sunday, July 29, 2007
I just listed my first 9 cards on Etsy...check them out at http://www.artbyheather.etsy.com/ I feel like I just put pictures of my children out there to be judged! Why do I feel like that? But let me just say that as I was listing my 3rd card, I got the nicest convo from a lady in Australia...complimenting my art and sense of humor... this is her: http://www.gillianhamilton.blogspot.com/ She is the most talented woman! I am stunned by her blog...if you're reading this, Gillian, this is what I think...WOW! I was greatly flattered BEFORE I saw your page...but now I'm humbled. So, as I was perusing her blog I thought..."this is cool...gee, how do you put pictures on your blog". I have a blog but don't know how to use it. And if anyone can help me understand how to look at blogs of a particular subject...and how to link them to your page so you can have "insta-click" access to your favs!? I honestly am lost in here...in this little corner of cybersuburbia! I know how to compose a blog and I even figured out how to add a picture when I'm done with this post, but the rest is a mystery! I would take the time to figure it out but if you read my last post, I really have better things I should do. Chances are, though, I will take the time to figure this out first. (sorry Alex!)
Alex is my husband...I just gave him my blog address...he didn't know I had one. I imagine he will be reading this...Love you Al! He is very patient with my "creative mess making"...well sometimes he is. I suppose there's just so much trauma you can put a man through before he completely loses his mind...and I really don't want to be the one to push him to that point! His constant mantra to me is "You're killin' me" and my reply is usually "You're not dead yet!" So, hang in there with me, honey!
I will now proceed to amaze you with my ability to add a photo... if you don't see a photo, I couldn't figure it out and you can raz me in a comment. I'm ready for it, bring it on!