I sat down at my desk this morning and realized that is was Friday.
I knew it was Friday.
But as I sat at the desk, I KNEW it was Friday.
I haven't done a blog post yet.
Laundry needs to be done today.
A large canvas I started is whispering at me to finish it.
Brenna has a dr. appt. this afternoon AND it's Light and Power Prom tonight.
The calendar screamed at me that my next show is two weeks away.
As I feel the familiar fear creeping into my body, I decide to listen to Rend Collective on Pandora and write out the quote,
"Celebrate the small things."
How often do you do this?
If you are like me, it isn't much.
I'm better at throwing a party to tell myself I haven't done enough.
So not inspiring.
So bad for my internal health.
I'm gonna practice turning it around.
Did you forget to write a blog post on the only day you write one?
Write a little one, put a picture up and say, "Happy Friday, friends!"
Now go outside and lift your face to the sun and say "Yes. Thank you."
Was there a load of laundry done? Maybe not three or four, but one?
Buy yourself a CUPCAKE.
art journal entry done with Rapido Sketch pen .35 and Staedtler pigment liner 0.5
How about lunch?
Maybe there might have been an apple in there somewhere instead of just the left over bag of baked cheetos consumed.
That deserves a big HOORAY and a pat on the back.
Way to go, you.
Doesn't the day seem a little better?
30x30 canvas in progress
I'm gonna practice this all day today and see what happens.
Happy Friday, friends.
I'm going outside to say thank you.
Love to you.