I wrote the other day about my Google Reader issues. (P.S. Thanks to all y’all who suggested I stop following the blogs I was trying to ditch. It worked! So far anyway…) I still track a lot of blogs, and I love reading them. A couple I still subscribe to are crafty/furniture-revampy/creative blogs. I love to read them. Admittedly, I’m a little addicted to them. I can link-chase through blogs for hours if I’m not careful. You know, look at one blog that someone linked and then get drawn in and scour it for a while, and then link to another blog… scour, repeat. It’s dangerous.
One of the problems I’ve found (aside from draining hours as easily as I drain my tub) is that I create brain-clutter for myself. I look at these blogs and think, I could do that! And then I think about it some more. And I think a little more. And then I see some piece of furniture at a thrift store and I think, HEY! I could fix that up just like ___________ (insert your favorite amazing blogger/furniture restore-er)! And sometimes I actually buy the piece. And then I let it sit for a hundred years, all the while I think about it and know it’s there on the backburner waiting to be done. Think, think, think.
I bet if I just got down and dirty and did the dang project I would use about 80% less energy. Maybe even 90%. That is some serious energy reduction. Do you think I could get some sort of grant for that? Is there a “carbon footprint” from brain energy expended?
Anyway, I think I’m trying to say that I should either stop reading these dang blogs or do something about it. I would love it to be the latter. There’s great satisfaction that comes from actually creating something with my hands. *Sigh*
So, for all of you saying to yourself, “THEN JUST DOOOOO IT, CLANCY!!!” I say, “OK?”
I’m scared. But I’m going to post something next week that I either made or revamped or finally finished. Mmmkay? And since I’m the kind of girl who works best under pressure, I’m going to proclaim a deadline to the world.
I can’t tell you how this terrifies me. But it’s about growth, right? And I’m not waitin’ for spring. I am a greenhouse, growing right on through those subzero temperatures. (Like –19 on Wednesday… yuck.)