It came back again.
As it usually does.
And now is when it feels like the year should really get going. Do you feel that? Start the calendar over. Today. Hey....happy new year to YOU!
If you were to break it down:
Spring = party prep time. "Honey, I really think we should book that thing at that place before everyone else books the thing, oh and do you want hot dogs in your mac 'n cheese?"
First things first, I need to get my activities organized. Stacie needs herself one master list, on one master calendar that does not exist solely in her head. She needs to figure out what she's blogging about and when. What craft shows need to be applied for by which dates. And for goodness sake when is meatloaf pizza night?!
We all have our creative fuel.
Second, I need to get my processes organized. Ideas are free. Wool is not. Neither are silver plated toggles, dyed silk cording or stringing wire. When do I buy what? How much does this necklace cost versus that one? Do I really have to pay sales tax?
The Man says I do. Ppssshhhh.
Goals are hard. But you've probably heard the expression: if you fail to plan you make like banana bread and head out.
I think I'm off to a good start, I already have one under my belt: 1A, refrain from speaking/writing in the third person never, ever again.
Score one for