The Art of Procrastination
SO...............
the holiday rush is over
i've got dozens of ideas, for dozens of things running helter skelter through my brain.
i have yarns hanging, i've got yarns in bins, i've got yarns on the table, the floor, in baskets and boxes. i've got certain yarns pulled to go with certain rovings ... i've got certain fabrics pulled to go with certain yarns, i've got swatches and pieces, and hanks and balls and scraps.....
i pulled out the sewing machine, i pulled out the leather scraps, i grabbed some felted pieces, i took my mannequin heads and turned them to face me, i've walked into my studio, i've walked out of my studio
i just came back from a fast paced walk around the neighborhood, up the hills, down the hills, i've sat on the couch and knitted on my very own sweater/jacket, but only in increments of 2 rows here, 2 rows there.... i've picked it up, put it down
i've checked my blog a dozen or so times
i've played solitaire a few times
i fixed my speakers, i did my sales tax report, i paid the bills, i cut up meat for a stew and started it in the crock pot.......
SO...............
the Art of Procrastination is doing fine and well since 6:00a.m. this morning...
I have accomplished nothing, I am antsy and I need to create.
I seem handle the Art of Procrastination the same way I handle my Art of Creating. Moving from one thing to another, pacing, sorting, mulling, pushing, savoring.... the only difference is that I have nothing to show for my Art of Procrastination.
