Musings of a Blog Writing Chair Potato
January 26, 2015
Anybody who has spent more than an hour with me can attest that I'm regimented. I enjoy order, bada boom. Putting action to a plan on a timeline is orgasmic. Chaos, clutter, procrastination, these are the very things my nightmares are made of. In that logical corner of my brain most things have a place, a purpose, a time. For decades I've joked that it's a self actualized disease. I can easily begin the day without making my bed, I purposefully choose to make it with perfect hospital corners. When traveling by plane I arrive at the gate before the previous flight at that same gate has boarded. You're getting the picture and maybe even squirming. All this and yet when it comes to writing this first entry of the new year I'm a blog writing chair potato, a mere spec sitting in front of an immense blank canvas without a clue of what to do.
Reflecting back four weeks ago Gary and I were in Atlanta frantically setting up Aunt Sadie's Showroom, the Gift Show was about to open into a blur of order writing activity. There was barely a moment to pop a Tic Tac. Mid-month was filled with a pile of post-show design projects the size of Rhode Island and a week-long head cold. So that was then and this is now, the month has dwindled away and I'm still wondering why I haven't taken the blog by the horns sooner and put this puppy to bed. And I look outside my window and all I see is icicles, a crunchy white blanket of snow and shivering ghostly mountains. Yes, finally, an epiphany, I've had blog freeze for the past month. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.