Last night, I went to see Enchanted with a few of my Flickr friends. It was an enjoyable movie. Had I been 20 years younger, I would have enjoyed it more (I have a hard time suspending disbelief). I did my random act of disobedience, putting my feet up on the seats (seriously, only 2 people other than our group were there) as shown here…
Hey, check out this new hat that I purchased last week as a gift from my grandmother for myself. Did that last sentence make any sense?
Yeah, I dig it. I have been wanting of these with this plaid (is there a specific name for this sort of plaid?) for a while. I love conducter hats. They make me happy.
I intended on being crafty tonight, but I am so exhausted. I think I’m going to just go to bed and sleep and sleep. I’m so excited that it is the weekend. I plan on putting up my tree tomorrow (geesh – and finally putting away that Halloween stuff). I also plan on making some earrings for some of the stores I am in. There’s just not enough time to do it all.
Sometimes I wish that I wasn’t so creative or idea-fueled. While it is a blessing in many, many ways, I sometimes think that other people have the right idea. I mean, you know the type…they go to work, watch a little tv, eat a little dinner and go to bed at a reasonable hour. Then again, that doesn’t sound too exciting and pretty boring and I am not boring. I guess what it comes down to is that for me, being creative is stressful. You have to prioritize. You have to say no sometimes. You have to be organized and you have to have a plan of attack. I think what I forget is that I have to stop sometimes and not get overwhelmed, look at what I have to do at that given moment, and forge ahead positively. It’s not always that easy and some of those things that I mentioned that you have to be, I am lacking in that trait. Oh, bother.