My house is a complete disaster and I’m decorating boxes. Well, I was decorating boxes. Now I’m blogging about my decorated boxes. But my point is, you do what you love. Everybody always asks me how do what I do and that’s my answer. I do what I love. I make time for the things I want to make time for. The rest goes down the toilet.

I’m terrible at cleaning my bathroom. I have some emails in my inbox that have been there for months. I haven’t changed the sheets on my bed in I don’t know how long. The cat box needs changing. There is a collection of hair on my bathroom floor that needs sweeping up. I’m in the middle of trying to hire a babysitter and my file is so unorganized I’m never going to find anybody. I need to go the dry cleaners to get about half a year’s worth of clothes cleaned…Everywhere I look there are things I need to do. It could drive a person crazy.

Or… you can just lower your standards and color boxes. Because if I didn’t color the boxes and I cleaned the bathroom instead, then the boxes would never get sent and the nieces would never get their presents and their mom’s would never get the decorated boxes and say, “Wow, we really love our Aunt Brenda because she takes the time to do the little things…” or something like that. Maybe they’re really thinking, “Brenda, she’s such a show off. Why does she have to draw on everything?.” I don’t know what they think. But I personally would like a box with pictures on it so that’s what I’m going to do. It makes me happy.

And I’m going to take pictures of them and document them on my blog because I have nothing else of news going on today. The baby and I are still living in the land of snot but the fever is gone and we both are feeling much better. Also I’m documenting every little silly creative thing I do because that’s what you come here for, right? I may not be witty or cuss a lot but I do have pictures of silly drawings!

This wasn’t supposed to be an ad for Sharpie… sorry about that. I do love Sharpies, but they aren’t paying me to post pictures of their pens. The pens just happened to be photogenic, I thought.