More like partial face amputation.
You know the saying, "Cutting off your nose to spite your face"?
I've got a hacksaw and no one can stop me.
I am currently boxing up my scrapbook room.
Everything.
Ribbons, paper, tapes, pages...
well, everything except the photos
because I receive requests for them (for school projects) regularly.
Why would I crate what I love?
Because there is no time,
for me anyway.
I have church responsilbilities sucking every ounce of strength left after
the kids have left me
gasping for breath.
And then the Hubby?
Yesterday a kind couple requested the company of the cyclone we call Miss Ky and for one day (in what feels like eons) I was going to be able to accomplish something without have my ears perked for her latest disaster. I envisioned reading by the pool in a rare moment of sunshine while my kids splashed and kicked a football around.
BUT, hubby puppy-eyed me. Wanted my undivided attention.
Him, the man who will pick football, computers and electrical gadgets over actually hearing anything I say to him at any other time.
The man who manages to take online courses, run and get in physical training
while I run in the house hamster wheel.
As clear as the nose I am removing from my face, I realize that my life is not my own.
After serving everyone else, there's no time for me
and these books, scrapbooks, paints and stamps are all bitter reminders of that.
So this plastic surgery is
more to make a point...
Something smells stinkowith in our house people and if you're not careful,
I may surgically remove me one day.
*Blog post brought to you only because sausalito tile dries very slowly here and I've mopped myself into a corner.
I'm sorry it's going. That's sad. Why is it so hard to find that balance for us women? Men don't struggle the way we do. *sigh*
ReplyDeleteThe two women exchanged the kind of glance women use when no knife is handy. ~Ellery Queen
ReplyDeleteI'm nodding in your direction! Good luck!!!
It'll be there when you're ready;) I wish I could come hug little ones to give you more free time....
ReplyDeleteI love the quote Hayley posted ~ FABULOUS!
ReplyDeleteYOU have to make "ME" time or we will end up seeing you on some warped show about women who lose it... You need a box of calgon & a "do not disturb" sign. Use frequently.
xo, Mango
We really, really understand. Being a woman/wife/mother is sometimes for the birds. Just don't put your hobby stuff too far back in the closet, okay?
ReplyDeleteI've just listed my stamping/scrapbooking stuff on Ebay. I'm dyeing a little at the low prices they're bringing. But after 5 years of collecting dust it was time to come to the same realization that you did.
ReplyDeleteThey tell us that someday we'll have time to ourselves again. I'll have to experience it firsthand to believe it.
Okay Pal, unpack the crates and put away the pity party favors...take hold of your bootlaces and pull yourself out of that nosh pit of depression and get to work doing something YOU like doing...no one can take control of your entire life if you don't let them! I'm waiting to see what glorious scrapbook art you've come up with, so get busy!
ReplyDeletewarm hugs!
Sandi
Oh Sandi is so right. She speaks the truth. You need to take what's yours. And not feel guilty.
ReplyDeleteI really know how your feeling, but if it is something you enjoy, don't box it all away. Miss M is just about at the point where she will keep herself busy and I get a little time to scrap. I went ages trying to find time and lost, but I'm starting to find a little time here and there.
ReplyDeleteI get this post, on many levels. I hope you can find another way of stealing some you time.
ReplyDeleteBig Hugs to you.
K
ps my word verification is "wings"
how ironic...
Oh girl, its time to throw away the unhappy thoughts... you know how they bring you down terribly ya? And who's in control of those thoughts? YOU!
ReplyDeleteSo strong woman, GO, take control of them and go do what lifts up your spirit, my dear... you deserve happiness!
Yikes. My bad folks-- this was so NOT a depressed pity party post. Sorry if that's how it came across. The story behind this is that saturday my Hubby admitted that he retains little unless it's written, so I wrote. It's a frustrated shout out. Sorry for the misunderstanding.
ReplyDeleteI know EXACTLY where you are coming from. I had a gorgeous scrapbook/craft room. It was even featured in Creating Keepsakes magazine in 1996. It appeared to be the ideal chick hang out.
ReplyDeleteExcept I had no time for hanging out. It got messy with my projects, kid projects and in no time at all bore little resemblance to the 'magazine perfect' room it briefly was. And it made me feel GUILTY all the time. The mess was always there, waiting for me, but never getting clean because it was the lowest priority on my cleaning list.
So I got rid of it too. I really enjoyed scrapbooking but I am enjoying losing the guilt over 'one more thing I'm not doing well enough'.
You'll be glad you put it all away. It's still there when/if you want to do it again.
Oh! Dont' give up! I hope it's just a break and not gone for good.
ReplyDeleteI threaten to remove myself all the time. Never happens though. Sigh. Did the mr. get the picture? Perhaps a day away is in order. Well, no perhaps about it. Just book it, then let him deal with the details!!!
ReplyDeleteOk word verification "geograp"---this after the previous "wings"? I think someone definitley needs to get away.
i scrapped on friday for the first time is at least 5 months, and realized how much I missed it.
ReplyDeleteI gave up two years ago and started boxes for each of the kids. I don't miss it all that much, but I do think 100% that you should have time for something you love. I choose drinking wine with the girls, but that's just me ;-)
ReplyDeleteI know the feeling well. My sewing and crocheting supplies are away in a corner cupboard because there is never enough time in the day. Maybe someday when kids are out and on their own, we will have an hour or two once in a while to indulge in the things we love. Hope you have a good week ahead! :)
ReplyDelete:) I love the PS at the end of this post. Stop mopping floors, woman, and squeeze in some scrapbook time. Enjoy that man o'yours while you have him home for a bit. I hope it was a good time had by the both of you.
ReplyDeleteOk, here we have the whole hacksaw and cutting off your nose thing could be rather bloody!!
ReplyDeleteI also love me some pretty papers and ribbons---so much so that I have two drawers full!!!