Mom, I’m bored!

When I was a child, I remember telling my mom I was bored. I’m sure many mother’s have heard their children say the same.  I do remember finding creative ways to keep myself occupied. For instance, I remember making paper mache masks and taking empty clear pill bottles filling them with a little crayon shavings, then melting the bottle in the oven to make pendents. But still I remember at times being bored. Early on my mother must have taught me something special, because one thing I lack as an adult is a reason to be bored.

In the south, a little bit of snow or ice shuts everything down. Today is one of those days. I stopped at the grocery last night, we made sure we had enough propane for the gas logs, and spare water (we live with a well, so no electricity no water). We were ready to be “snowed in” for the weekend. So you would think, being snowed in I’d worry about getting cabin fever. That will NEVER happen to me.

I started this morning slowly, with no real agenda for the day. As I sat reading the paper and eating my breakfast, I thought of all the options of things I could do today without having to leave the house. I realize my problem, instead of boredom, is having too many things to capture my attention.

Just thought you’d like to see a glimpse of my table with project ideas waiting for my attention (see picture). I hate to be bored and I feel fortunate that I have the opportunities to enjoy my creative passion. I also work from home as a freelance technical editor, so there’s always work to do. Recent home improvements have also supplied me with the (fun) job of painting some walls in a “new” closet.

With all this, I’m glad to say, I won’t be bored this weekend!

p.s. no…the rest of my house does not look like this table. Please don’t call the producers of  “Hoarders“…yet!