This has been one of those weeks where everything just feels really hard. Tedious. I'm not sure why exactly as it's not like it's been any different from the other weeks and I'm not crippled by illness or run down or dealing with a tres difficult problem. It's just been.. bleh. Even my blogging has been non existent for the past couple of days as I simply couldn't find anything interesting to talk about. If what I talk about isn't interesting to me... then why would it be to you?
The whole not blogging things was really starting to get to my today, and not even instagram or Pinterest could spark an idea which actually scared the bejeezus out of me. Normally, I'm inspired up the wahzoo with those two sites, but I kept coming up empty. It was like someone had soaked all my flint and there was not a flame to be seen for miles.
I then made the decision just to leave it. Not to force anything. So, I did what I do best... I grabbed the box of watercolour paints, some Inktense pencils and watercolour paper to start an artwork example for my art kids to work on next term. I threw myself into aquas, indigos and turquoises and sat there blissfully painting to the sounds of seventies Americana while my two VCE students (who I love to death) worked on their practical pieces.
It was such a lovely, peaceful way to end the week and I felt the pressure slip off my shoulders. I also need to keep reminding myself that not every blog post has to be carefully thought out with beautifully edited photos, sometimes it's nice just to throw in a stream of consciousness now and again just to keep it real. Otherwise, how else do you really get to know me, and vice versa?
Have a fabulouso, fizzy-orange-sherbet good weekend lovelies. If you need a pick me up, play Gangnam Style and get your dance on like Deon, Carter and I did tonight. Try not to laugh around the 1:55 mark!