Discouragement

I haven’t kept my commitment to scrapbook at least an hour a week; in fact I’ve come nowhere near it. An hour this month? Hardly. I miss it and I feel it slipping away. There are so many other things competing for my bandwidth – I’m preparing to give a talk at a professional (librarian) conference in October; because of that I’ve joined Toastmasters and so I prepare other speeches to give in those meetings. A friend and I are holding a garage sale at my place on Labor Day weekend. Gathering and tagging the stuff for that has been time consuming. I’m trying to develop more of a social life and have joined a couple of women’s groups for activity partners/friends, and dating services for, well, dates. Also I’ve decided I need to move and that is preoccupying my thoughts. A hundred other things. Not to mention how bone-tired I am when I arrive home from work. Getting much done during the week seems impossible.

I actually find myself trying NOT to think about scrapbooking, because I can’t even fit in the hour a week. When will I ever get to it? Maybe in the late fall? Winter?

Perhaps the best action I can take is to keep writing down my ideas. And to keep scrapbooking near the front of my mind so that I don’t completely lose track of it.