Or, at least, the beginning of the end!
Now that the downstairs space is clear, I was able to move my ATC/collage gear (aka “mess”) off the kitchen table! Whoopee! Now I can eat, journal and read my Tarot cards again!
I am SO sensitive to energy, and with all the construction, etc., I’ve let some clutter build up around here. If you’re a creative person, clutter is not your friend. In fact, I’m pretty sure it’s nobody’s friend. My new motto, especially when shopping on the road, will be: “Where will you put it?” I hereby vow not to buy ANYTHING unless I can say exactly where it will live when it arrives at my house. Hold me to it, will you?
I even plan to make an affirmation collage to implant this one, good and deep. Believe me, my housekeeper/cousin, Mary Ann, will be thrilled. With the decision, not necessarily the collage. She’s entirely left-brained and more into representational art. Mine is definitely alternative!
I’ve taken up a new hobby, as if I needed one. I’m buying unfinished furniture and painting it Linda-style. That means, decoupage, the black and white checked pattern I passionately love, flowers and critters and bugs, etc. I’ll keep you up to speed on the projects. I bought a small stool to practice on.
RE: the big diet. I lost 10 pounds, fast, which put me pretty much where I wanted to be. (I look good in my Levis, and over the weekend, I bought a slinky dress at Costco–yes, Costco–and it’s a size 12, and it FITS.) So I’m on a modified version of the Weight Watchers Core Plan now–chicken, fish, lean meat, vegetables and fruit. And a glass of wine at night, with Andrea Bocelli playing in the background.
This morning, I put on a Big Band CD. I defy you to be blue if you’re listening to Glenn Miller’s “In the Mood”! Sadie and Bernice got a big kick out of seeing mama jitterbugging around the kitchen, in her pj’s.
Ladies and gentlemen, THIS is living.
Once again, when you color me, use the crayon marked “Grateful”!