Monday/breaktime

Well, this is turning into a blog that has to do with clutter as much as creativity. I am thinking a lot about the way I spend my days and what I like and what I want to change. I have tackled the clutter in my living room and am moving into the kitchen. I went to Jan Book's race for Gene yesterday and then met Joyce for lunch. We did a little for her house in Baja and then talked more about clutter. I believe that there is a tendency to live in my imagination more than I live in my real life. I imagine that I WILL be doing things that I never end up doing in reality. I have to buy and keep stuff to do the things that I imagine I will do. BUT...I never really get around to doing most of the stuff I imagine. I do a few things...just enough to keep me believing that I will, in fact do more...so, I have to keep the stuff in order to have it available when I do the projects that I only imagine I will do. This probably does not make sense..but it does to me. Also, I am learning that OCD is a component of the clutter problem and I can see that I do have some very compulsive traits in terms of acquiring things...books are a good example...it is very hard for me to give up a book...I have to do it fast, like taking a bandaid off...if I think about it too long I talk myself into the idea that I will need that book in the future...in case. Also, I am a person who believes that if one is good, I probably need at least 12 more...in case. I think that this problem (maybe disorder) was a bonus in my years taking care of the house and family. If I stocked up on toilet paper or soap or packaged goods that we used and I got a good price, why, I was just being an efficient homeowner. If I bought dress up stuff for the garage for Melly and the girlfriends to play with, why, that was just being a good mom who allowed for creativity and fun. And, my collection of science fiction books and cook books, etc was just to remind me that I have an intellect. etc, etc, etc..I would be the perfect Junk Shop owner...because I could acquire to sell and use my compunction as a money maker. Anyway, these are the thoughts that occupy my mind these last few days and so I have made no Art...but...I think I am on to something and creativity has many forms. I am using my own creative juices right now to solve this real problem. This problem that is based in the real world I live in day to day and not in the world of the imagination where I am a groovy Artist who lives to create. I will now give myself a break.