Well it's Monday night, usually it's Sunday night when I realize that I have to go to work the next day and begin to stress over it. Why is that? I like my job, I like the people I work with. There really shouldn't be any reason to worry, yet I do. Weird. Why also, when I'm at work, do I feel totally inspired to create things and write letters and work in my art journal, yet when I get home, all that inspiration has disappeared? I had big plans for this weekend. Lots of creativity but as usual, life "got in the way" and I say that lightly because I was happy doing other things, and I didn't get around to doing anything crafty. I'm starting to think that maybe I'm one of those people who will only become inspired if I have a limited amount of time to create. Kind of like when I had exams in high school and college and I was cramming the night before instead of reviewing a week or two in advance. Will I ever learn???
Lately I have become more obsessed with post office boxes. I took this picture in Ireland. I think I might make it a series. Taking pictures of post boxes everywhere I go.
This is a pretty random post. It's been that kind of a weekend.
1 comment:
That's a cute mail box and yeah, I think that would make a great series.. Finally I found somebody who share with my same sentiments about stressing over going to work again on Monday after a weekend. I'm trying to get rid of the mentality, though. Maybe the weekend is just not enough. :-)
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