intomybrain

So I was just posting on a friends wall. One of those friends from back in elementary school who you really haven’t seen since, so you’re not really friends now… sorta… but you were… Either way. She mentioned she was following my blog… which is funny to me because I haven’t posted since February. I love posting, and I love when people say they’ve read, even once, what I write. For some reason I just haven’t been able to get myself to post consistently. And now this is quite ironic. Me posting about how I never post.

Long story short (I say that a lot): I posted back to her that one of these days I’ll get around to posting again. I stepped away from my computer a bit and realized that since I said that I should just do it now. Duh. It doesn’t take long. Just do it. I waste much more time doing much less productive things.

I’ve been in one of those productive moods lately. Every time I see something that needs to be cleaned, whether I have the time or not, I just want to clean it. Every time I think of something that needs to get done, I just NEED to do it. I’ve cleaned the house more than it’s been clean since we’ve bought it, I’ve baked a metric ton of desserts, cleaned out my spices/baking cabinet in the kitchen, joined a gym with my husband, made progress on my home studio…

It’s one of those really super-OCD-and-energetically-productive moods where you look in the mirror and could have sworn you saw Richard Simmons looking back at you going “Yesssss! You go girl! Feel the burn!” It’s awesome, but, unfortunately, completely out of my character. It’s been going on for about a week and half now, so I’m not sure how much longer its going to last. (That’s the spirit.)

Anyway. It makes me happy to be productive. I’ve been feeling like I’m totally wasting my time a lot. Which, if you feel that way long enough, eventually leads you to feeling like you can’t do anything about it. Stuff like that spirals out of control. Things get so messy you don’t even know where to start. And I’m not just referring to a clean house. Things get out of hand, you get overwhelmed. If you’re like me, you get really depressed about it. And lo and behold you’re stuck again. Not trying to be morbid or depressing. It’s just what happens.

So I’m learning to keep tabs on things in my life. And I don’t know what led to this push in the right direction for me. I don’t know what event/situation gave me a jump start or if it’s just a gift. It does remind me of a blog post I read this morning in bed from my iPhone by Mark Batterson called Day and Night. Check it out.