The breaking point.

I couldn't do it.  I just couldn't take it one more day. I had to set a goal and accomplish it or I was going to lose my mind. I decided to tackle the garage/studio. It's finished space and we have made it into a room for my creativity. It's hard to not let it spill all over the house. I have a tendency to go into one room, trailing a creative project along with me until the entire house is filled with creative license. It is insane most of the time, but I have contained everything into the garage space and I am willing and able to keep it there, The problem is that I have to do stuff out of the creative space if I am to run a household too, so I decided to organize it enough for us to have room to keep the projects in the space without it flowing out.

I stayed up until 5:20 am cleaning and organizing and went to bed totally refreshed and ready to fail again tomorrow or should I say---today.

I did fail at exercising. I was up and I did have the time. I could have done it, but I just couldn't. I spent half the day talking to neighbors who came by and just not working.  I had every excuse in the world to not do it and I didn't. But man oh man, does my studio look better.

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