My vintage movie camera.
Lately things have been racing through my mind at lightning speed. Lightning speed on a road of molasses, if that makes sense. It doesn't? Well, this is what I mean. I have ten million thoughts going through my brain, and you'd think having that many things to think about would mean they'd race in one ear and out the other. But no. They stick on that road of molasses and cluster up and pile up and those lightning thoughts start compounding and doubling and quadrupling and before I know it, I'm overwhelmed.
(I guess my train of thought is kind of like this necklace, where
tons of ideas are represented by different sizes and shades of wood.)
I can't seem to clear any space, either in my mind or on my table. I have piles of thoughts, piles of ideas, piles of paper, piles of beads. It's enough to make me want to run screaming down the street waving my hands over my head, but I live across the way from a state trooper, and he might just have to tell me to stop. that. this. instant.
A shot from my life in Italy -- yes, those memoirs are going to be written.
Instead of thinking a million thinks and adding to the piles of things to do around the house, despairing that any of them will ever get thought out or done, I'm going to focus on what I HAVE done. Glass half full! Because even in this crazy clutter of mind and space, things are getting done. Hugs have been given. Books are being read (albeit a little slower than usual). We watched a movie together. Zack and I tried resin for the first time. The bed wasn't made, is RARELY made, but the door is shut so that's OK.
I don't know why I put this picture here.
I guess I like thinking of Zack on the horse tricycle.
This, however, is better than the life I used to live thirteen years ago when existence seemed desperate. I accomplish far more than I give myself credit for (and I'll bet you do, too!) and the things I do, they tend to be the important things or the things that bring me joy instead of the dutiful things I don't want to do and honestly don't need to be done (like make the darned bed).
On the list of things to do tomorrow? Mail packages. Take some bead pictures for a giveaway. Play a game with Zack. NOT make the bed again.
I love these sweet vintage cameras.
I'm lucky I have a lot of things speeding through my mind and lying about the house. Once, I had virtually nothing. So looking at this table of Zack's summer schoolwork, my button box, five pairs of scissors (?), and beads that need to be put away, I feel less like running down the street screaming. I feel more like embracing this part of me, because it means I exist.
I exist.... but I'm still trying to learn to love the scale.
Sounds silly, but really, considering my past life, that is quite a lot to be grateful for.
So if you have a mess and a million things you want to do but haven't gotten them all done yet -- relax and take one thing at a time and keep moving forward.
And you can skip making the bed.
Lori Anderson creates jewelry and bead kits as well as collaborative mixed media art with her son, Zack. Visit her shops by clicking here. She is also the creator of the Bead Soup Blog Party tm and author of the book Bead Soup.
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