Creative mojo

What on earth inspired me to attempt to reignite my creative mojo for the silly season?

I'm making an advent calendar - easy peasy, right? I thought it was going to be.

This is just ridiculous. I have no idea what I'm doing.

I suppressed my excuse of creative flair a long time ago when I decided the world will be a better place without me prancing around pretending that I have talent at something.

I have stabbed myself, burnt myself, almost thrown the sewing machine out the window, and have just banned miss 5 from coming within 3 meters of me - she thinks the pins are some kind of amazing treasure and has taken to hiding them around the house. Which means most will either end up stuck into feet (not her feet of course!) or sucked up the vacuum. Sigh!

Why do I keep trying to be creative? Because I can't cook. What kind of housewife am I if I can't cook OR sew?

A shit one - that's what.

So I'll keep ploughing along here - even if I end up with half a finger or half a brain - so that when Christmas decorations go up in a few weeks I will have proof - hanging there on my wall - that at least I can fake being a good housewife.

And then I'll take it down again to hide in a box for 11 months.

Aiming high

I've been working in a post for a whole now about what my goals are - it's not working for me and I've decided that I don't have any, except being happy...

I don't really care which bits jiggle when I'm walking - or if my hair looks like shit at school pick up - or what people think of my parenting skills when Miss 5 starts cracking it in the waiting room at the doctors.

I do care how I feel inside though - and I want to be enjoying myself no matter what.

So I don't have any goals at the moment.

Life's too short and all that bullshit.

Begin again

Well I got some interesting news yesterday - looks like my parenting journey has just started for a second time!

I'm all confused about how to feel - excited, overwhelmed, scared?

It worried me that I am not living the life I want to have before I'm bringing another child into this world - and that is something that I really want to change.

I want to be in control of my surroundings - I want the house to be overflowing with happiness - I want order and security - I want love and respect.

I've tried to apply structure to this household and get things organised before but it's never stuck - maybe this is just the motivation I need!!!