What is it about time flying by that makes some of us want to just sit back and watch it? Just having that feeling to hang out, sit back, let the clock tick on without a care to do much of anything beyond the necessary is de rigour around here lately.
The to-do list grows faster than the grass in my yard. All I can do is watch and wait. The adage that says "when the going gets tough, the tough get going"? Not around here. My say is "when the going gets tough, do nothing". Some people say "go shopping". Me? I do nothing.
You can read all the books you want about fighting down resistance to creating and sometimes that nasty guy gets the better of us anyway. I know what to do but Mr. Resistance has me by my throat, that bum. I have many ideas running through my head and none of them appeal to me at the moment. The last painting I finished is sitting there waiting for me to free it from the watercolor block. I just don't. And knitting? Blahh. Maybe jewelry? Ugh.
Something clicked on the off switch and I'm out. That beach day we had that earthquake I fully intended to paint. Just twenty minutes of work. The ball started rolling downhill after I realized I ate my still life painting subject! And it was a nice peach too. Then the hurricane happened and didn't help things move along any better.
I spent today trying to make calls to repair people who are all tied up with hurricane damages of their current customers. My roof leak will have to wait. But while I do that, the sun is out and it's still hot, the dryness of the air reminds me that August is at it's end. Bummer.
I wouldn't call it a full fledged blockage, just a minor hiccup in the creativity area. This might be the second hiccup though, so measures might have to be taken to keep Mr. Resistance busy while I sneak out the back door to hide.
Who's with me?