after a long day of work i usually find myself wandering around the house or yard snapping photos. then i run to the art room to view and alter to my heart's content. i am so amazed at how much time can just flitter away while i putter like this. yesterday i got home around 5:40 and bill got home around 7:40. i had spent all of that time just playing around and could not think of one productive thing that i had accomplished. and then i wonder -- should i feel guilty about this? yes, i need to pay a few bills. and yes, there is dust on my furniture. i bought 2 small pots of woody thyme over 2 weeks ago and they are still in the pots, patiently waiting to be placed in their new home in the front flower bed. presley needs a haircut and a bath. but, still the lure of being creative is too strong for me to resist. i've become a pro at rationalization. i work hard all day long, i deserve to play in the evening. we rarely have company so who cares if my house needs a little sprucing up? i fear my passion is becoming all-consuming. is this how drug users feel? hee hee
so for those of you who understand this lure to be creative, i leave you with a few photos showing the ways i love to thoroughly waste time. enjoy wasting time with me??!!