Who needs Enemies?!

Honestly I am my own worst enemy.

 

Every day I have a list. Be it written or simply floating about ever growing like a never ending till roll. It will always include the basics - kerching - washing and ironing, kerching - walk dogs and make beds, plan dinners, clean etc boring blah blah blah! Add to that some sort of physical activity - a run or a Crossfit session in the hope that I will get to 40 in some form of fit and fabulous condition. Then I will be all sweaty betty so need to shower. Then I like to throw in some little extras to the list such as steam kitchen floor (big job), clean oven, sort boys wardrobes (massive job), clear out hallway cupboard (HUGE job), drop off dry cleaning, list a gazillion items on eBay blah dee blah dee blah etc. Squeeze in some time to write something for the blog. Make sure all commissions for features are written or get my thinking cap on as to what to write next. Get some creative jiggy on and do some artwork.....

 

This list. It does not end. So every day. I fail. #epicfail

 

Now I know I cannot honestly fit everything in so why does this list exist?! I am my own worst enemy. Why do I not create an ickle list and then feel great at the end of the day that I have achieved it. So I am here telling us all now - STOP WITH THE NEVER ENDING LISTS! Let us unite and free ourselves from this sillyness. Let us rise in the mornings and feel good about what we will achieve that day! We will get a couple of jobs done and that will feel marvellous. #freedom

 

Trouble with me is on the one hand I am actually a messy, chaotic person which is why being creative suits me. Writing here and there. Painting or printing when the mood springs. All marvellous, loose and creative with not a list in sight. Only thing is alongside this little scruff bags sits someone bordering on OCD. I love pure, clean lines. Crisp and clean. Beautiful stillness. Everything in its place and a place for everything. These two peeps do not sit well with each other. This other side of me creates the list!

 

I give myself this huge amount of work to suppress the creative side? Sounds really deep doesn't it!? But understand this - I did not write, paint or print for eight years. Yes, I was busy with the kids etc but it basically boiled down to me keeping it at bay. Perhaps, ever so slightly, this is what I am meant to be. A creative being. Perhaps, this is me....... Can it really take this long to work out what you should be? And another question.. if this is what I love, why did I tread it down so long?! Weird huh?! So perhaps the answer is simple. Get creative and get a cleaner?!? #sorted

 

I am now off to do the ironing

whilst thinking about my next feature for We Heart Living

and then I will clean the oven

put all the clothes away

draw some whales

clear up the leaves outside the front door

whilst outside clean the windows

Oh and whilst I am out there the Wisteria needs training

Shit. A List.

 

EJMx