Well, hello again.
It seems that I allowed my hectic life to sit on and smother what little time I had devoted to this blog. Sorry about that. I know, you were probably panicked; wondering if I’d ever resurface. I’m sure you spend every waking hour rereading my past posts trying to find some sense of pattern that would predict when I would decide to return. More likely, the four people that actually read this are also friends with me on Facebook (as well as in real life) and already know exactly how the last 9 months have gone.
Let me sum it up for anyone that hasn’t been following along through other outlets:
- Started a Pintrest (isn’t is amazing?)
- Married Mr. Z in one of my favorite spots in all the land and spent our honeymoon in glorious Chicago
- Bought a house and moved into it the night we returned from the honeymoon
- Started a new job at the University I’ve been taking classes through the day after we moved into the house
- Became pregnant sometime between starting the new job and the week of Thanksgiving (which is when I did the actual pee-stick-test)
- Adopted two more doggies within all that mess which means I am now outnumbered by men at a 4:1 ratio
- Oh yeah, and I was still taking two classes in my Master’s program
Phew. I have had a wonderfully exciting, chaotic, stimulating, and overwhelming last few months or so. The fact is, I’m really ready for a big dose of boredom. Especially considering the upcoming addition to our mostly-furry family, I feel the need to soak up any and all moments of relaxation and calm.
Luckily, my new job is nothing if not calm. I’ve found myself in the midst of one of the more serene environments that I’ve ever experienced. Yes, we still get crazy days where there never seem to be enough people or hands, but the people I work with are just calm. It is a very nice change of pace that will hopefully allow me to get back on the wagon with this project. For all the changes that have occurred, I’m still seeking out my original desire: a focus on the things that embody my true sense of self.
Okay, the time has come for me to start the project that I knew would be starting eventually.
Yes, that’s right. I’m going to start the 8-bit Mario Blanket. This will be Heather’s birthday present, as she is the one that requested it. I debated posting about this at all since it kind of ruins the surprise, but I need all the stuff I can get to talk about on here. Besides, maybe this will be fun to see the progress along the way.
I had to go to Target yesterday to pick up a couple things and, since I had some free time, decided to meander through the home decor section. This could turn out to be a tragically bad call as I completely fell in love with one of the collections they had rounded up and displayed. Every piece is perfectly coordinated to go with the color I painted my bedroom. Things that I want at Target can be a bit frustrating because they are reasonably priced, yet still somehow out of my budget. Sigh.
But since we’re just window shopping right now, I can show you what I would purchase, if I could purchase…
Okay, I guess I will put up a real post today after all. Here’s a glimpse of how my bedroom is shaping up thus far….
I’ve been going through somewhat of a creativity drought lately. I’ve recently been able to get back into the place where I can appreciate other people’s expressions of creativity, but I haven’t completely gotten to the place where I can make my own. I’ve been able to randomly stumble upon moments of inspiration, but it has been a long time since I’ve had one of those I’ve-gotta-get-it-done type of visions. You know, the projects that pop into your head and rattle around until they’re fully formed and you can spit them out in one or two sittings?
Lately my head has been filled mostly of numbers and facts and maps and worry. I’ve been arguing both sides of the To Move To Texas or Not debate and quite frankly it has been exhausting. I’m torn between two things that I love and there’s no easy decision on this. Add going to school and constantly looking for a job on top of that inner turmoil and you’ve got an overworked brain and sucked-dry soul. That’s why I started this blog… I need something that will force me to focus on things that I love to do: create things, decorate, fashion, and so much more. I don’t want to lose that part of me like I have so many times before when life has become overwhelming.
So what do I find inspiring?
Strong women and men, bright colors, pictures of things I don’t want to forget, movies that make me happy or sad (or both), books that have characters that I fall in love with, flowers, and the things and people that make me feel like home.
I did make some earrings the other night. They weren’t much, and I’m not totally in love with any of them, but it is a start.