What if I just limited the amount of hands I can use???Brilliant!! But, before I could second guess the reality of the plan, nor the logistics of implementation, the Universe slammed me down on the ice at a pop-up skating rink at our local shopping mall, and broke an arm.
That was December 30th. Happy New Year. Ring-a-ding-ding.
Oy. I was already going to be off of work till January 12th and I had plans. PLANS!! Two-armed plans!! Cleaning, purging, organizing plans!! And after that, creative and crafty plans.
I asked the Universe, "What gives? I thought my priorities were SO in line!?!"
Do a little one-handed art journaling.
|The One Little Word challenge for January is create something inspired by the word "Sing".|
|I tried to sketch a bird with a happy face despite a broken wing. |
It sucked, so I settled with a feather to represent.
Hmmmmm. I'm still trying to find the lesson here. Though, I honestly think this was the Universe saying, "Hey, you do too much for the kids. They need to step up and pull a little more weight around here." Not that they don't when asked, but not much is really expected of them outside of personal hygiene, their studies, and a couple light chores.
So, the kids have been quite wonderful, from cooking, to cleaning, to laundry, to just noticing me struggling to open something with one hand and quickly sliding in to take over. They have made it easy to keep my spirits up, despite the obvious frustrations and limitations (imagine relying on someone else to button your pants and apply your deodorant. Thank goodness I have developed some new strategies and flexibilities by now.)
I'll tell you, though, I've been pretty antsy while laid up, side-lined in my arting and spending more time than I'd normally, poking around the web at what others are creating.
Hope you are living, laughing, loving and playing today!
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