Yesterday was a great day. After a busy weekend I hung out home all day! I definitely like a do what I want at my own pace kind of day, especially when I can spend like 4+ hours in my happy place.
Wouldn't it be nice if days like that were more frequent?
So yesterday I showed you a journal page that just didn't seem quite right to me.
You can see it here: Day One of Vacation Page
So in putter and play time I made a few little changes to it.
Now I am much happier with it.
I didn't take much to make me like it better. Mostly I painted over the horrible journal card I couldn't stand and then stenciled some flowers in orange and outlined them with a white pen. You can still read the journaling but now it doesn't stand out like a big fat bandage on the page.
And I showed you this page last Thursday.
I didn't hate it but it was pretty busy. I thought I was finished with it until I went to pop it into the journal yesterday, and then I looked at it and knew I had to do something.
Adding the big star helps me find a focus. I added some other smaller blue and white stars and then wrote words in white pen all over the page.
And I like it a lot better because all that busy-busy-busy is now just part of the background.
Don't you love how I can over-analyse a journal page?
So I have lots to do today. Sulky face time. I won't be heading into my happy space but it should still be a good day. Off to visit my Mom again. Since she's 84 I want to spend some time with her because who knows whether I'll be able to enjoy those summer afternoons chatting with her on the back porch next year. I am suddenly feeling the passage of time to acutely. I just finished reading this book, Have Mother Will Travel, and the daughter in the book makes a comment about how her mother will never again be the young woman she pictures in her head. And her mom is only my age. I know my daughter sometimes acts like I am ready to start using a walker and need to shop for a nursing home to live in. And my friend who came to visit brought up the subject of retirement planning. I think its a part of being in midlife that you have to start thinking about aging. But oh my goodness!
Think on my way today I will check out the Hobby Lobby store in Manchester, as I have never been to one before. After writing this last paragraph I need something cheery and arty to take me away!
What are you up to today?