old friends

I feel like a bad friend to you guys right now. I can't seem to get it together!  If you follow me on Instagram, you're the crew I'm talking about. We had this whole conversation about fried chicken and cookbooks and recipes.  It's taken me far too long to get back to you about these things, while all the while I find myself still blogging in my head.

Today I find myself apparently a procrastinator, something I never was before kids.  My brain doesn't seem to function past 8 pm and if you text me after that, you'll likely hear back from me at 6.  AM.  I'm learning if I'm going to get things done it's either early in the morning, or mid afternoon when my house is quiet for approximately 60 minutes.  At least that what it feels like.

I'm writing from a new quiet place today and contemplating living here.  Just kidding.  But really, being able to write while I drink a hot coffee is so good for my soul and something I am going to do more of gosh darn it!

I'm done with all the talking and want to start doing it for the process and far more often.  I feel the same way about the cows I snapped pictures of a couple weeks back.  I've been wanting to paint them and am contemplating using my office in the basement, or since that likely won't be the most quiet place this summer, bringing my easel up to the kitchen thanks to the inspiration from Lauren Combs.

Do you feel the itch to be creative?  It's something that's always been in me and a place I feel called to explore more of.  Being vulnerable and putting ourselves out there isn't always easy, but I know it's always worth it, especially when it's that still small voice saying, "this is the way, walk in it."

So, here we go friends.  Today I need to tie up some projects that are due, boy am I thankful for those!, and then get back to you- and maybe that easel.

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