I Got Nuthin'

I'm in the mood to write.

But I got nuthin'.

I don't have any gourmet magic.

I haven't embarked on any significant crafty endeavors.

The Offspring are the only ones being creative these days.

Anyway, their work blows doors on mine.

This has been such a strange summer...

Motivation is not part of my vocabulary.

I have been so very...lazy.

The clean laundry sits in the basket and reaches perilous heights.

Dishes are left in the sink.

Grocery shopping is put off until "tomorrow".

I have declared it to be Commando Night because we are out of clean underwear.

My plants silently shriek for water.

Trust me...the list goes on.

This is not my usual modus operandi.

I read this at Tree Fall a couple days ago: "It's all go around here at the moment...Which is exactly when I find the ideas flow the fastest. The more you have to do, the more you want to do."

That must be my problem: There is less I have to do, so there is less I want to do.

I don't want to cut out patterns. Or measure fabric. Or organize the pantry. Or start making Christmas gifts. Or clean every nook and cranny in the fridge. Or whipstitch a million granny squares.

Or...anything really.

I just want to be.

The funny thing is...I'm OK with it. I'm not fighting this strange feeling of not giving a rat's ass.

For the first time in a loooong time, I'm relaxed.

And that's somethin'.