When Things Change

3 Quart Cassarole

All I see in the photo is the dinning table I have yet to finish sanding. During the deepest part of a depression episode, there will be reminders scattered about that pile up unnoticed until energy rises. Pressing my mind to think positive, the shiny new cassarole creates a smile on my face.

Here's the story. While shopping, everything I put in my basket, I put back. Nothing entertained my Spirit of Shop well enough. I was feeling a bit down about it as I wondered how did it happen. I am a good shopper, on the cheap side, but quality first. 

I realized working on goals, setting a budget, and down sizing stuff plays into what style of shopper I am. There's no fun in a good buy if I don't need it. I don't donate things to make space for more things. I donate to let out the waist of the things I already have. 

All in all, I am grateful I no longer shop aimlessly. Change can be good. I now have a perfect size pan for soups is a bonus.

What style shopper are you?

Thoughts after midnight

Looking through old photographs is strange the older the pictures are. 

I do not have that paint rag anymore. I posted about it years ago, but have little memory of what I wrote about. 

Thinking about changes in the approach to being a creative person, there is more to consider than I expected. 

I thought all it takes is to decide what to do differently.

That isn't quite right. 

How to be different takes study in order to develop that change into a lasting behavior. Many times I told myself I will only post about art, and, post my own artwork. Maybe that's the inspiration for the paint rag? Could it be I'm a sloppy artist horrible with deadlines and remembering what I plan to do? Ah, the truth 

PS

All the red pepper relish is gone.

Not a tragedy, I have 3 peppers left for more. 

Life Can Get Better

 16 March 2023

Only One Month Ago

Today

Snow

Memories from 73+ years ago:

Snow was edible

Fills up inside boots

Freezes to mittens

Falls off trees

Has pretty frost shapes

2023:

Snow is not edible

Pull pant hems over boots

Freezes to gloves

Fills unzipped purse

Has pretty designs

❄️

Walking outdoors that day

was a nah. Snow is

intimdating to drive through,

no matter how deep.