Frozen. That frozen feeling you get. You know what I mean. You see what you have to do. That big pile. Staring right at you. And instead of doing something about it? You're frozen.
That's how I feel about a number of things right now.
The unpacked suitcase and duffel bag from our trip? Strewn about the living room in total trashy mess state.
Our moving plans? Completely up in the air.
The pattern I've been working on? Gah. It takes a long time to learn how to do something you don't know how to do.
Catching up on blog and shop stuff? I think the world passed me by while I was out of touch for five days.
Uploading pictures? The one reason I hate hate hate our rental computer.
Deciding what to do with the future of my business? As if I have any idea what I want right now.
Our vacation was great. But I've spent the day feeling hopelessly behind. So I did what any really awesome person would do... and spent the day playing outside with Olivia and thumbing through a bunch of great blog posts I missed while I was gone.
But I think it's a good thing I can't do all the things I want to do. Because every time it hits me like this it always reminds me of an important little truth: it's okay to just be me. Blogs aren't a race. Life isn't a race. I'm happy. I need to remember that.
In the comments will you please answer the following two questions for me?
1.) Can we still be friends if I don't upload a single new picture until we get our new computer? Because uploading pictures to this computer is such a major pain. Would it be possible for you all to just pretend you haven't already seen the pictures I keep posting ten million other times?
2.) I'm very seriously considering changing the name of my blog and shop. Is a Katie blog by any other name just as sweet? Will we still be friends? Will I lose all my Etsy street cred if I start a new shop with a new name and I suddenly go from over 100 sales to zero sales?
These things may seem stupid. But for someone who's been building credibility for the past three years, it's scary to think about starting fresh.
|A very young Bryan and me|
It's okay to just be me.