for a little while and do something creative, I think. Every January, after having looked eagerly forward to it for a month or so, tax season begins and I put the left side of my brain to work full time. For the six months prior to the beginning of the mad rush, I've enjoyed a contented balance between concrete and abstract thinking. I do my work, but I also write, create cards, read, sew and take on little nesting projects. You know, like rearranging stuff and cleaning the bathroom. I have been moving pretty slowly the last couple of weeks - mainly from the horrific allergy and laryngitis episode which couldn't have come at a worse time - and I realized today that part of my lethargy is due to not taking a little time to indulge my creative side. Maybe indulge is the wrong word; nurture is more like it. So this morning, stacking the client tax files ever higher in the middle of my desk, I took an hour or so to putz around the house and do some freshening up. I dusted the kitchen counter and rearranged the potted plants and some canisters. I sorted through a couple of boxes of gift wrap supplies and consolidated them into one flat yellow box on my art desk that's easier to get to. I put a load of laundry in the washer and put a care package together for a friend. I worked on a word processing project for a friend having some difficulty with Microsoft Word and some pesky 3x5 index cards for a recipe book he's putting together. All in all, not terribly creative things, but the mundane sort of tasks that require just a little creativity. The kinds of things that soothe my soul - and that is just what I needed. Now I can get back to work...
