Now that the newness and excitement of getting out of the day job and into my own thing has begun to wear off, I’m faced with a big “What the hell do I do now?”
Unstructured days are wonky for me and can lead to a wee bit of depression creeping in so I’m making an effort to change it up and keep things moving. Still and all, it’s nice to have free time to create and stuff – problem is: no creatin’ is going on at present. Mostly, I’m hardcore farting around.
Should I be kinder to myself?
Cut myself some slack?
Realize that it’s going to take some time to get a flow going?
I am actually so hard on myself that I slam right into a wall and end up doing nothing. Really. If I can’t do it all and do it perfectly the first time, then forget it. I’ll sit and stare at the wall. (As you can imagine, lots of walls getting the stare-down over here.)
Ah! The fun things that show up when your life is tossed like a big salad, right?
I think I will take my ass off to Panera this morning. I have a massage at 12 so it will be a nice change of scenery to go hang out somewhere that farty, loud, ignorant men don’t frequent.