For the life of me, Ontario has to be one of the wackiest places to live, certainly within Canada. Perhaps even the wackiest spot of the planet.
Yes, I know you are likely sitting in one of your comfy and “oh my god I could live here forever” living room recliners and be thinking, “you have no concept of wacky – let me tell ya.”
Fair enough. And, if you’re telling me that your area of the universe is more wacky than mine, who am I to dispute that?
Nevertheless, wacky tends to be a rather broad word in terms of its definition. In fact, using the word wacky allows one to head off is just about any direction that “wacky” could possibly go.
So, where is this post going?
Excellent question. Glad you asked.
Part of our wackiness(at least from where I sit) stems from our localized weather that can go from snow one day to temperatures in the high 20 degrees Celsius the next.
And along with that, a provincial government that flip-flops more constantly than a fish out of water who’s trying desperately to flop off the dock and back into the lake.
But, putting all of that aside for the moment, for yours truly, the wackiness flows out of the all too often lack of motivation to produce much in terms of creative endeavours – art(drawing and painting) and writing(blogging).
So, perhaps wacky isn’t the correct word or theme for this post.
But, as I sat down this morning to pound out something the on the keyboard, wacky was fortunately or unfortunately the one word or idea that more or less flashed in front of my eyes.
After our daughter headed off the college(like moved out and moved to the east coast), we downsized from our century home to a much smaller and to what is often termed as a “working man’s cottage.” Smaller as in two bedrooms and 750 square feet. I often tell people that our place is so small, that in order to change your mind you have to go outside to do it.
However, it did come with an actual art studio/writing refuge in the backyard.
Now, although the “studio” has electric heat, I don’t normally come out here early in the morning, this is until the weather gets sufficiently warm. which it has been for the past week or so.
This is where I headed this morning at 6:30am to change the environment up to touch to see if a new creative location might help.
Over the past year or perhaps eight months or so, my motivation to certainly write and blog has taken a significant hit. Even when the motivation is there, finding a topic to blabber on about seems almost impossible.
I’m not entirely sure why.
Part of the reason I think is that I’ve created in the neighbourhood of 475 posts since the beginning of 2020. Granted a large number of them have been reblogs from participants in “Lynn’s Tuesday Picture Prompt” and a few of my own reblogs of previously written pieces.
Nevertheless, it does feel like I drained the “idea well” of things to blog about.
Which isn’t true at all, cause there are a ton of things I would love to delve into blogging wise.
The second thing is I think the pandemic has simply knocked my mental and emotional wellness around at times. Likely, as I suspect it has for many of you as well.
Lynn and I for some reason, just can’t seem to get our bloody act together to schedule a hike or adventure. I understand there have been so many COVID restrictions in Ontario over the past year, that one needs a program and computer spreadsheet to keep track of them.
All of that taken and lumped together has baked itself into this “got no damn motivation” scenario.
So, back to “where is this post going?”
Well, I think the post has taken us to this point and wonderful conclusion.
Certainly, changing up the scenery to get inspired out in the “studio” helped for sure. It must of done something positive, because I wrote this post out here.
Perhaps most importantly, is to remember not to beat oneself up if things aren’t chugging along as they might have been a year and a half or two years ago. Global pandemics are kind of new to all of us and we all have had to navigate through environments and situations that we never had to before.
So, I need to remember to cut myself some slack.
But, in four weeks we’ll be on vacation and that is something to look forward to.
In addition, I’m hoping and praying that we will be able to head to the east coast(at least Nova Scotia) and visit our daughter in the first week of October.
Well, that’s it; that’s all folks; that’s all I got for now.
If you’re in the same boat as me of “diminished blogging and life motivation”, cut yourself some slack. It will all workout in the end.
— as always with love —
— get outdoors; find inspiration; discover yourself —