Procrastination

I’m going to post today in order to justify not doing any of the million things I need to do. Sad, isn’t it? I am going through a really low motivation period lately. It’s hard to drag myself out of the house or to do anything here in the house that needs doing. ugh..

My crazy week is slowly coming to an end. Thank heaven! M finished her 2 projects. I wish I had taken a photo of her plant cell model made with a shoebox, some tinfoil and lots of colored tissue paper. I meant to take one and post it. It was fantastically colorful and I’ll be seriously peeved at her teacher if she doesn’t get a good grade. Also M played her cello in a Halloween concert last night. The 6th grade has a pretty impressive orchestra this year, close to 100 members. They taped light sticks to their bows and played one song in the dark. It was pretty cool.

This weekend E performs in a production of The Tempest at her school. It’s such a wonderful experience to watch your kids perform, whether in orchestra or on stage. It fills up my heart. I’m going tonight and the rest of the family is going tomorrow. It should be fun. I’m dying to see the set she helped paint. Set design was my big passion in high school and watching my daughter’s high school productions bring back fond memories. While I won’t miss the driving associated with participating in something like this, I’ll be sad for E’s sake to see it end. We’ll have to think of something fun to fill the void.

Tomorrow is the guild Clay Day. I love belonging to a guild. It’s wonderful to share my creations with my family, but it’s fantastic to share them with fellow polymer people because they understand what went into a piece. And it’s fun to share their creative energy. I can’t say I’m terribly enthusiastic about the Clay Day though. This week has been exhausting and I’ve gotten so little done in terms of studio unpacking. I just don’t know what to bring to work on. If all else fails, I’ll work on basic canes to contribute to the Bottles of Hope workshop kits.

For me the process of creating is something that can get very rusty when I fail to exercise it. I guess that surprised me. It can be darned humbling to sit down at a work table after a long hiatus. I really need something or someone to push me now. Maybe the Clay Day will help.