One Last Set...

I'm just finishing up scrapbooking my Christmas & Disney photos.
I've been at it pretty much all month - 22 two-page layouts total.
...And boy, am I burned out.

I've been sitting here for hours trying to think of just one more way to arrange things that I haven't already done yet. I want so badly to finish so I can put everything away for the weekend, but I'm afraid I'll have to sleep on it and start fresh tomorrow.

Why, oh why did I take so many photos? >.<

If there's a next time, I'll know better, right?
(Yeah, sure.)

I'm pretty proud of myself though - I had to break down and buy some more card stock and glue today, but other than that, I've only used what I already have. (And I barely made a dent! *Blush*)

Moving on...
I actually had some emails this week - from actual people!
Sometimes it seems that those things are going the way of the dinosaurs and the dodo birds.

Anyway, one was from a friend who talked about all the changes that life brings.
We've all been through a lot of stuff over the years - things that alter personalities and perceptions of things...
(Mostly health related. Things that we have no control over.)
She made the comment that some of those things are re-defining who she is, (whether she likes it or not.)

I was laying in bed just now thinking about that - and ways that I've changed over the years, and I came to the conclusion that the thing that I miss most about the old me (besides my sense of humor,) is that I miss caring.

I used to get so excited over things like fabric and patterns, all things crafty, but especially painting. I always preferred painting to eating or sleeping.

I can still do those things, but there's no joy in it any more.
Everything I do seems harder, and it's work. If it doesn't get done, well, so what.
It isn't life or death like it used to be.

I keep trying to find something that will make me feel that way again, but it's always "been there, done that, next?"
I guess it's true, life really is for the young.

Blah. Unproductive thoughts.

Anyway, I start work on Wednesday. It seems I'm going to have to do the whole orientation/training thing again, even though I've only been gone a month.
Oh well, I get paid for it either way, so what the heck.

Until then, hoping to get my craft room looking more like a room and less like a natural disaster.

Wish me luck!
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