I’ve been putting a lot of thought into the things I want to spend my time doing… learning… seeing. It’s been an ongoing mental conversation I’ve had with myself since this summer. I knew that I was coming home, that things would be changing a lot and that I didn’t want to waste any more time in life. Unless, of course, I purposed to waste it beforehand by doing something like sleeping or vegging out. So I have this list of things I’d like to do, in an order that seems logical depending on a number of factors: the season, amount of money needed, my interest level, any obvious time frame, whether it’d be possible easy to do with kids, etc. I also take into account Matt’s thoughts… occasionally. Haha.

I’ve decided that although I like making journals, the ones I’ve made/started and all of the supplies I have are going in a tote for whenever I get the urge in the future. It’s tons of fun to do and I was getting much better, and faster, at binding them, but I haven’t really felt like doing it lately. I’ve been staring at my supplies, guilty about not using them, but rather than being upset, I’m just going to tuck it all away for later.

I’m going to focus on getting our house a little bit more homey. I’ve been trying to decide what kinds of stuff we want to add to our house… what kinds of curtains to put up… blah blah blah. I want a sewing machine to get started on some of that for Christmas. I want to add a bunch more plants and I need to come up with some good ideas for our bedroom. I’m also working my way back into photography. I’m looking at honing my skills and then buying an SLR sometime next year.