Here it is another week gone and again I haven't done what I've been meaning to do. Sure I've done the normal mom-housewife-stuff I've cleaned, I've bought new towels for the kids bathroom, I rearranged my husband's closet and dresser, moved around boxes in the basement, and found a bunch of stuff I forgot I had.
I've also become very frustrated with myself, I have no motivation to do the things that I'd like to do, it's like I'm paralyzed by fear. It's stupid and I'm doing it to myself. Like right now I'm sitting NEXT TO my knitting that I should be working on but the chart is complicated and I mess it up sometimes and I don't want to deal with it. So it will sit there until I finally give up on it and throw it into the basement with the rest of my un-used craft supplies.
I hate that.
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