Tinkering with motivation
Some people know that I struggle with motivation for personal projects and tend to be too hard on myself. I have very high standards and expectations of myself and this can set me up for failure.
So I am constantly looking for new memes and quotes and strategies and tactics. I play with holistic vs. detailed approaches, I make lots of lists, I try to track progress, but in the end things often seem to come down to deadlines. Like the clothes for the Althing. Like a scroll due on a specific date.
I have lots of real life excuses (family, two young children, commuting, involved job etc.) and I get sick of talking about it. I just wish I could find a magical cure so I could stop being consumed with everyday busyness and media distractions, stop thinking I have to automatically sacrifice what "I" want for everybody else's needs, and actually achieve what I want more often.
Yeah, "schedule time for myself", I've heard that before. I'm working on it.
Anyway.
I was assigned a scroll in a style I haven't really worked in before. The recipient has a fairly strong persona in that period so I'm hoping to do a creditable job. Today I visited some sites and printed off some quality exemplars and found the calligraphic alphabet I will need.
Then I got groceries, took Matthew to a birthday party at the local conservation area (nice day for it, no rain, not too cold), tried to look at cars but no salespeople on duty on Sunday (whaa? that's when I have time!!!), ate a late lunch, started the slow beef stew, picked up Matthew, cut up the vegetables for the stew and then assembled a pear-plum-apple crumble.
The living room is an utter death trap. Our daughter is more dedicated to destroying than we are to tidying. In 30 seconds she can ruin what took us 15 minutes to pick up. Squalor.
After viewing several manufacturer sites and talking to lots of disgruntled people I think I want a used Toyota Sienna with fairly low kilometres (cheaper than Honda but very similar reliability). Speak now, or .... The Pontiac Trans Sport is getting really creaky, the electronics continue to die and the transmission is whining again. I wish Store'N'Go was universally available. Moving the 3rd row seats in and out of the current van is traumatically hard every friggin' time.
I am liking my pale "lichen" purple wool Norse coat with the red and gold Frankish pin so much that I want to make it a signature piece. Want to dress up the edges with some kind of edge binding and fix the heavy cuffs into place more securely.
There are so many things that I would like to do and so many promises that I have trouble choosing one at a time to accomplish.
So I am constantly looking for new memes and quotes and strategies and tactics. I play with holistic vs. detailed approaches, I make lots of lists, I try to track progress, but in the end things often seem to come down to deadlines. Like the clothes for the Althing. Like a scroll due on a specific date.
I have lots of real life excuses (family, two young children, commuting, involved job etc.) and I get sick of talking about it. I just wish I could find a magical cure so I could stop being consumed with everyday busyness and media distractions, stop thinking I have to automatically sacrifice what "I" want for everybody else's needs, and actually achieve what I want more often.
Yeah, "schedule time for myself", I've heard that before. I'm working on it.
Anyway.
I was assigned a scroll in a style I haven't really worked in before. The recipient has a fairly strong persona in that period so I'm hoping to do a creditable job. Today I visited some sites and printed off some quality exemplars and found the calligraphic alphabet I will need.
Then I got groceries, took Matthew to a birthday party at the local conservation area (nice day for it, no rain, not too cold), tried to look at cars but no salespeople on duty on Sunday (whaa? that's when I have time!!!), ate a late lunch, started the slow beef stew, picked up Matthew, cut up the vegetables for the stew and then assembled a pear-plum-apple crumble.
The living room is an utter death trap. Our daughter is more dedicated to destroying than we are to tidying. In 30 seconds she can ruin what took us 15 minutes to pick up. Squalor.
After viewing several manufacturer sites and talking to lots of disgruntled people I think I want a used Toyota Sienna with fairly low kilometres (cheaper than Honda but very similar reliability). Speak now, or .... The Pontiac Trans Sport is getting really creaky, the electronics continue to die and the transmission is whining again. I wish Store'N'Go was universally available. Moving the 3rd row seats in and out of the current van is traumatically hard every friggin' time.
I am liking my pale "lichen" purple wool Norse coat with the red and gold Frankish pin so much that I want to make it a signature piece. Want to dress up the edges with some kind of edge binding and fix the heavy cuffs into place more securely.
There are so many things that I would like to do and so many promises that I have trouble choosing one at a time to accomplish.