It's about time...
I've been thinking a lot about this blog. I love it, but sometimes writing it becomes a chore. Not so much the writing -- I love writing, and it comes easily -- but the pressure to share fresh ideas -- creative stuff! -- can be a little overwhelming.
The truth is: I don't have the opportunity to create a new layout or project every day. I wish I did...someday I might. Just not right now.
I still scrapbook. Quite a bit, actually. But much of my work is assignment-based, and lots of times I can't post the things I make until weeks or even months later. By that time, the excitement has passed and it seems like old news.
There's plenty of other excitement in my life:
a new house that needs renovating
kids that want to tackle projects of their own (with my help, of course!),
a husband that needs his share of my attention
friends I want to catch up with
recipes I want to try
the full-time job that pays my bills...
the list goes on and on.
I can bend your ear for hours on any of these topics, but they rarely appear on this blog. I use Facebook for quick updates on what I'm thinking and doing, along with the accompanying Instagram now and then. But here's the problem: I limit my words on Facebook for fear of clogging up someone's News Feed, so I rarely get all my thoughts out on any given topic. And that's why I keep thinking about this blog.
I have this open forum. There is no limit on word count. There are no rules that I only have to talk about scrapbooking. It's MY blog. Can't I use it for whatever I want to talk about?
Well, okay then!
I feel better already.
In the spirit of my newly discovered freedom to post whatever I want, I'd like to introduce you to the newest member of our family:
That's her on the right. Her name is Lindsey, and I found her in the city animal shelter near my office. Cecily wanted a hamster for Christmas, and I just couldn't get my head around that. (Plus, I was afraid the dog on the left, a Jack Russell Terrier, would find a way to eat it.) So Cecily got a dog instead, and Lindsey got a forever-home for Christmas. And everyone's happy.
Well, except for that dog on the left.
Thanks for sticking with me. I promise there will be inspiration in here somewhere. You just might have to scroll a bit further to find it.