Friday, May 20, 2011

Too Many Passions

I've come to the realization that I just have too many passions. There are simply not enough hours in the day or days in the week to do absolutely everything that I want to do. How is one supposed to fit it all in?

Last month I finished up my health challenge which turned me onto cooking. As if I needed another thing to get excited about. I have never had so much fun in the kitchen before in my life. Felt a bit like one of those super chefs throwing in a little of this and a little of that and coming up with amazing and healthy recipes for my family. (which by the way, I managed to lose 5 pounds and 7.5 inches on that challenge!)

We live in Minnesota and the snow finally left for good and the forecast calls for no more overnight frosts so guess what I want to do now? Plant and play in my garden. I suddenly have all these ideas for new flowers, transplanting existing flowers and essentially digging up half the yard and moving stuff around.

Last week it was cold and rainy so I found my way back into the studio and decided to clean the place out. It is amazing how once everything is cleaned and organized my creative mo-jo comes back and I suddenly feel the need to light the torch or cut some glass. Now I'm on a glass frenzy and the ideas are coming faster than I can possibly write them down or try them out (keep an eye out for some new listings later next week. I've been a creating fiend).

One must not forget my day job, which I am very fortunate in that I really do love what I do. It's what stole me away from the studio last summer to learn and expand my knowledge in our technology conversion.

Then of course the poor neglected scrapbook. Just got the annual photos of the kids done and I am feeling the calling to update my son's babybook (er, um, actually I should start my son's babybook. my girl's is finished but the poor boy doesn't even have a start on his).

Oh, but of course my real passion in life is my kids. I thought once we got out of the baby phase I would have time to myself again, but alas there is really no such thing with children. I want to spend every spare waking moment of the day playing with them and living in the moment because they change and grow up way too fast.

I really need another 52 hours added to my day.