Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Are you a slave to your daily routine?

photo of a photo I took on Ellis Island of an immigrant mill worker in Fall River, MA

I recently posted on my Facebook personal page that I was conflicted and annoyed. It was in reference to something rather mundane and not worth sharing, however, I've realized that is my general sentiment at the current moment.

Having just returned from spring break vacation, I've found it hard to get back into work. I have orders to fill and while I love making my art, sometimes my art makes me. I'm feeling the urge to create something new, start something from scratch, do some spring cleaning, get a pedicure, read a book, etc.  Pretty much anything that will take my mind off the things I have to do.


I love what I do. My art, my family, my life. I'm just tired of routine. As if my 'up in the air' life isn't enough excitement already.

Now I'm annoyed.

I just had a nice breakfast/coffee with a group of my friends to celebrate a birthday for one of them. We don't get to see each other very often and it's only because our individual busy lives keep us from doing so. We did, however, manage to pull this coffee together in less than 24 hours. We should be doing this more often. Spur of the moment. Breaking the routine.

Since I'm a daily blogger (literally, I blog every day on the day and not ahead of time too often) and running late in posting today, I was thinking of doing a quick "list post" of great finds. Serendipitously, I came home to find that Tara at the Scoutie Girl blog had written an interesting post on Problogger about moving beyond "list" posts and into something more experimental and engaging with readers (btw, if you blog, you should read it).  So, I just started writing what's on my mind today and hope that I can engage some of you with these questions:

Do you find relief in occasionally breaking your routine?

Do you do something solely for yourself everyday...once a week...ever?

Do you ever stop what you are supposed to be doing to do something you simply want to?

[editor's note:  In the middle of writing this, my husband asked if I wanted to take a walk.  Without a blink of an eye, I stopped and went on a walk.  And it was good.]

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