Do you ever have those days, weeks, months where you're just scattered? So many things to be done, in so many different directions? Of course you have. We all have. That's where I've been the last couple of months. Scattered.
It seems like there is so much to do, but very little I can do about it. Life in limbo. Life on hold. Hurry up and wait. I'm not unhappy. But I can't seem to settle in to doing one particular thing. I'll start somthing, then within 10 minutes, get up to move on to something else. I'm unsettled.
I think it means I need to sit down and listen. Something is working its way up through the quagmire of my head. It's like the sludge of, of I don't know what?
Okay, it's like I'm all dressed up and nowhere to go. All of the preparations for selling two houses that goes on everyday, and no phone calls from realtors. That's it. I'm so busy looking forward that I'm missing today. I can't make a mess anywhere, and let's face it, getting creative makes a mess.
I'll try making a mess, I mean, getting creative out in the building on wheels maybe. Nobody sees inside there but us. It's a pretty small space, but I've got to do something or I'll clean the house to death!