More of the lost and found film. I find I am missing the creative. I started a scrapbook for my daughter, perhaps it will require a bit of the creative me. Her life to now in 84, 12" x 12" pages. Though honestly the entire scrapbook project terrifies me. It took 2 hours at the store for me to settle on the appropriate color scheme, palette, for her book. My husband deserves an A+ for going with me. I am sure I looked at all 300 choices. I know he wanted to simply say, just pick something. Finally I settled on a vintage sort of palette, of grays, pinks, and scrolling things, that will compliment the pink leather of the scrapbook I bought.
I am also missing the words. They are beginning to sneak out here and there, in blog posts, notes to friends. I have no time for writing. I can't even pull a submission together for a friend. It seems I am simply exhausted at the end of my work day. My brain is tired and when I get home all that is left is mush. Brain mush, that still needs to take care of daily life mechanics. I have never been this exhausted in my entire life. Soon I am on vacation for 10 days, I am hoping that it helps charge the batteries and washes away the tired.
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