When I was a little girl my entire world consisted of playing, and getting away with not doing chores. I hated to clean house. I would take off out the back door for adventures outside. I loved riding my bike or laying on the grass and looking up at the sky, daydreaming. I enjoyed playing with the clouds. Seeing shapes of animals, or angels or cars and buses. I loved playing with my friends. I never imagined what it would be like when I got older.
Being responsible, working for a living and running out the back door still trying to get away with not doing chores. After the week ends I don’t want to clean my house, or do laundry. I want to relax, maybe get together with a friend, go shopping, go to lunch. Or sit at my jewelry table and create. I’ve now taken on another project, I’m writing.
I have a full time 8 to 5 job totally left brain. Or shall I say whatever part of my left brain shows up on that day! So my right side of the my brain (creative) is pushing and shoving to get out and play. I’m finding myself wanting to stay home and clean. (whatever!) That will probably change by tomorrow. Especially if the sun is out shining. The week end is here and I want to play, like the good old days when I was a kid.
Anyone want to go ride bikes, or go roller skating at the school ground?