friday artist date

It is just afternoon at my designated day to indulge in some sort of well-fiiling artistic activity and I am stuck. I have been in a business high-gear, full-tilt sortof mode since the in-laws left and so coming upon my beloved free time feels almost like whiplash. I know I am better for it (taking the free time) though and yet here I am blogging instead of painting. I think this part of our culture (that rewards the overachiever behavior) is also the part that has forgotten what the day of rest is about. So now I make the intentional effort to slooooow doooooowwwn.