note to self
let the world go by, 30X48, acrylic on canvas If I am not battling the boa constrictor (see previous post ), I have to shake off more trivial distractions (false pressures). Our home is always a go-to (possible distraction) for me. According to my journal entries, it's a place I have taken myself (as a detour in thought) for over a decade. It's a terrible obsession. I have written SO MANY posts here about our home. I wouldn't trade it for another home in the world. I cannot explain it. When tempted to pick up and leave Minnesota altogether, the vibe I have in our physical home has kept me here. If I had a million dollars, I wouldn't purchase a different home nor change the one I have that much. Typing this post is my attempt in setting this obsession aside AGAIN. Little things like "I should paint this wall" or " I should plant this" or "when will I get a plumber to fix the sink in the main
