I am a mess…


I love Elizabeth Gilbert.  Her new book, Big Magic, is fabulous.  I actually listened to it with Emily at Little Pastiche Art Studio.  So many truths about being creative and living in that realm–because it is just a little different.  We all know it.  Creatives have that reputation.

I am a hot mess a lot of the time.  I really need a routine that I can follow. But my life is not a routine.  It is far from it.  Jeff’s job, my jobs, homeschooling, volunteering, kid/ sports /activities–very little of it is routine.  And I mess it up REGULARLY.  In spectacular ways.  Big fireworks ways.  And I take those closest to me along for the explosion.    The part of me that wants to over achieve, get it right all the time, be superwoman, best sports/dance mom ever falls short and frustrates me.  And I feel guilty.  And then I get mad at myself, and others think I am mad at them (well, maybe I am sometimes).  Although I am trying not to do that as often.  I am trying to clean up some of my mess.

But I am also trying to embrace the glorious mess that I am.  It is what makes me, me, after all.  I am not going to get it right all the time.  I AM a creative.  I am human.  We are busy and running in all directions.  I have dear friends and family who are willing to accept my glorious mess, it is time for me to do so as well.



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