I Need a New Creative Outlet

I used to be a fairly creative person. I was always either writing (for myself), drawing, attempting some form of music, refinishing some piece of furniture - always with a project on the go. Now it seems as though I don't have time for anything.

Now this isn't meant to be some sort of whiny post, because as you can all attest, people get busy. I know you are all busy, everyone has their own things to do, life kind of takes over, so it's not about that.

It's about me letting myself get stifled.

I let myself get this way - into this routine of being a mommy, laundry service, wife, editor, and freelance writer - and now that's all I do.

I need to be creative! I need to take a class! I need to get back into photography! I need to do something to get my creative mind flowing again! Yi!

It's making me mental...or rather, it's making me extremely un-mental. At least as far as the right side of my brain goes.

And That's How You Know...

...that your little brother is just as awesome as you thought he was.

Because even though he both makes you want to scream in frustration and laugh till you pee your pants, at 17 years old and super cute, he'll send you an essay to help him out with, but will sign it like this: