Why Do Snow Days Throw Me?

Posted by Jenn Greenleaf Mar 3, 2009

My plans to work on art projects with the kids yesterday during their snow day didn’t work out as planned. Two of the kids worked on their own independent projects, one of them played in his room, and another one slept on the couch when he wasn’t complaining about his cell phone not working. Me? I was working furiously to keep up with my assignments, keep the kids fed, and keep up with other household things that kept popping up.

I really, really, really wanted to work on art, though. I really, really, really did! Today? I touched my art journal and glanced at my gel pens. That was the extent of my creative moments this morning. Later? We have to deal with insurance adjusters for the vehicle accident I was just in, and we have to deal with insurance adjusters for the flood we just had. (sighs) Even later? I’ll be making up work-time from having to take off time to deal with all the insurance adjusters (how’s that for good grammar?).

Tomorrow is a new day with new time for new opportunities, and I’ll remain positive of the potential possibilities. If I don’t think like that, I’ll believe that none of my art supplies will EVER be touched again and, to be honest, that would be a real bummer. That won’t happen, though, because creating is like breathing for me. If I’m not writing, sharing something creative, or creating art in some way . . . then, I’m walking through life not really living it.