Puttering Highs and Lows

How is it that in the same day—in the span of just a few hours—I can feel both depressed and optimistic, self-loathing and also pride in my accomplishments? I have a simultaneous dread of doing what I must do, and excitement about taking on new tasks. I just don’t get me sometimes.

Maybe this is some kind of letdown after the busybusybusy of my LOOOOOONG (and stressful during the last two months) project? It’s done. Yet I’ve heard nothing from anybody about it being done. I want to hear champagne corks popping and a few rounds of “For She’s a Jolly Good Fellow!”

I’m just quietly taking care of business, doing my own little post-mortem, paying my January taxes, paying my CPA, doing laundry, and editing a strategy guide.

I’m also dreaming up gift ideas and craft projects.

What is this feeling? … I think I’m … bored.

One Response to “Puttering Highs and Lows”

  • Liz
    January 6, 2010 at 9:50 pm

    got any good ideas for beginners’ quilting? I’m looking to start a couple, soon…

    and, of course, congratulations on your titanic achievement… you’ve been doing this project a long time, as you say.

    Pop your own cork, baby. (wait, that didn’t come out like I meant it to… LOL)

    I mean, plan your own celebration. we have to pat ourselves on the back, or ask for a loved one to do it, if we need it, and don’t get it.


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