Breaking my own rules

There is this thing called writer's block. When one is stumped and uninspired to write.

But that's not what I suffer from.

There's lack of time to write. When one is so overwhelmed with tasks, meetings and to-do's that to sit and write is just not feasible.

But my calendar is wide open.

I suffer from what I'll term obsessive organization and linear movement. Fancy words for: I tend to overwhelm myself and thus, scare myself away. The more time that passed without words being processed and shared the more anxious I came with how to catch up. Documenting each missed post - categorized chronologically in my brain. So each time I appeared and the cursor blinked expectantly I would try to eat the elephant in one bite - fail miserably and run from the computer without a word.

But I miss this! I miss this enough to stuff my organizational right brain in some closet with a padlock for five minutes and begin in the MIDDLE. To not order things chronologically. To share out of order - whatever inspiration befalls. If I make it to finally catching up with China - I'll be sure to let you know. There's a freedom in that. I am the master of my memories. And, thus, they can be out of order.

Hoping to apply this to my scrapbooking too...

So. "Back in Action" take two.

CMA's are tonight and I can hardly wait to make some comfort food, wrap up in a blanket and listen to some country.