Trying to find time.

I haven’t done much scrapping lately. It’s all been a little too hectic. This Souter Lighthouse layout is one I did last week, although I didn’t have time to photograph it until yesterday. I needed to do this layout. They are happy photos for me, and this is a happy layout for me. I needed this.

At the moment, all I want to do is brew the largest pot of tea in the world, put in in my scraproom, lock the door and curl up with my scrapping supplies. I really want to scrap. I physically need to scrap right now. But it’s not happening. There are all these nagging little voices in my head, ones telling me to organize my business life, ones telling me to organize the photos on my computer, and ones telling me I’m moving in less than a week and I should really start packing. All these voices are relevant. They are all things I should really be doing.

But what happens instead? I don’t get anything done. I go around in circles chasing my tail, whinning like a lost puppy. And so everything is taking longer than it should. Part of it is that I have no definite course. We don’t have a moving date set. Technically, we don’t even know when we get our new flat. Nothing else is as pressing at the moment as moving, but I’m really reluctant to start packing anything—especially my scrap stuff!! It’s my haven, and I dread to pack it, let alone move it. I just want a magic wand that will instantaneously transport all our belongings to our new flat—without the need to pack or unpack.

I think I need to do something. I think I really need to start packing. But right now I need to get ready for work.