A Writer's Lament
Did you ever have one of those days, the lazy kind. The ones that you think "awesome, there is nothing pressing on my calendar so I can sleep in, work on my painting, cuddle up in my favorite chair with an inspiring book and the perfect cup of coffee."
Oh, the things you will accomplish on such free days!!! Yeah right. That is so not true. Not for me anyhow. Saturday was completely unstructured, something rather foreign to me. The only plan I had was to spend time being creative. And I did. Kinda. I creatively changed positions on the sofa as I perused the hundreds of channels on digital cable. Finally finding a movie worth watching. I creatively fixed up my hair and made myself look somewhat presentable for a public appearance at Lowe's. Not that you need to be all gussied up to walk the aisles lined with toilets. We didn't purchase the toilets we went there to get, but I have beautiful new lighting fixtures in my bedroom now!
It's really funny, well sad actually, how all the "free time" I had to scratch my creative itch this weekend only to do things that are less than creative. Now it's Sunday evening and I wish I took time to write something worth reading. Instead, you are left to read my lament about how undisciplined I am. Am I the only poor soul longing to expose my creativity but instead allows laziness and life to suck the creative juice right out of me?
Do you ever have those days??? They stink, huh?
I am looking forward to waking up to a new day, a day where I will embrace the creative me and will not run from her. I pray that day is tomorrow...