I’ve been feeling uninspired lately, and this morning as I was rinsing the breakfast dishes, I finally realized why: That quiet voice of discontent has been sneaking in.
It’s a pattern I’ve noticed dozens of times. Before I had this blog, it was evident in my journals. I’d stop writing for a week or two or three, unconsciously wallowing in my problems until I was finally ready to tackle them by writing it out. Only thing is—this is the first time this has happened to me since I started this little blog in January, and unfortunately, my creativity dries up when I’m wallowing. :) This is not exactly good for blogging!
Right now I’m stewing over my living and job situation, which, since I’m the manager of our complex, are intricately intertwined. For four years, I’ve pretended to care about things like cigarette butts at one end of the property or a door that’s not locking properly on the other. I’ve tolerated 10pm knocks and fruitless complaints and, to be honest, a lot of very blunt old ladies! I’m losing my ability to take it all gracefully. I’m a loose canon, people! And it feels weird!
So that’s that. No solution. No plan of action. I’m going to keep stewing until it comes to me. :)
Does this happen to you? Do you lose your creativity when problems flare up? Or maybe you use creativity to escape the problems! (I should try that!)