Here lately, I’ve been feeling very creative. I’ve also been getting some diverse projects I’ve been wanting to do out of my head and off my to do lists. Somedays, the creativity just flows. These are times that you just have to ride the wave.
Last Friday night, I think I was on creative overload. I normally am an early to bed kind of girl. My head was swirling with ideas about a project I couldn’t wait to work on Saturday. But, I knew it was too late for me to be able to give the project the attention it was going to need. I did work on a couple of other creative thins I’d been wanting to do. I just wasn’t sleepy. Around midnight, I finally tried to go to bed. I wound up trying a sleeping pill and even that didn’t seem to help as I never really slept solidly.
Sometimes, when I’m feeling creative, work can be a chore. It just depends on the project at hand. For example, right now, I’ve got one very analytical project that’s deadline is looming. . . Because I’d rather be working on one of the creative projects that I have dangling out there, I’m having a hard time getting the analytical one done. I know it’s because I’m trying to go counter to the creative flow.
But, when I can go with the flow, as I’ve done at home, I can really get a lot done. This weekend I started and nearly finished the groundbreaking work on a project that I’ve been wanting to do for several years. I can’t wait to share the initial version with everyone really soon, get feedback, and launch the project for next year. (Details are coming real soon.)
But, I’ve worked hard to balance life at home. Though the house is not as clean as I’d like to keep it, I can channel my creative energy into things like cooking. I’ve also made sure that I’ve spent time with Cody. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that one the things we did this weekend together was work on a project that ultimately has some creative freedom for me. . . our “new” living quarters at the deer lease needs some real work and then I get to decorate it.
My husband has learned to go with my creative flow as well. He, thankfully, gives me both roots and wings. He supports me in my creative adventures and understands that it’s a part of who I am (just as I know hunting is a part of who he is.)