I enjoy being busy and I like to have a project on the go – or more accurately several projects on the go. Generally I like to be productive with my days and to feel like I have achieved something. I know raising a child is a big achievement, and a full time job, but I like to squeeze a little bit of creative fun into my day too.
There are days and weeks however, when I don’t feel like being productive at all and only the bare minimum gets done. The last week has been a bit like this. Most days I have just fancied mooching about; maybe watching some trashy TV, or just pottering. I have struggled to get motivated to do anything, even though there is lots I could be doing.
In the past if I was having a few unproductive days of not making, creating or writing, I would find myself itching to cross something off my list. In the need to achieve something, I would push myself to get something done, however forcing myself to get in the mood and make something never seems to turn out well.
I have come to realise that the drive to create and make will return and it’s much better to be patient and ride out the lull of not making. More importantly, I am learning to enjoy the downtime of being unproductive, as much as the making and creating itself. I have found the joy in not doing.