Today I had it made in the shade. I had just rolled up my sleeves and was going to kick up some real DIY Christmas dust… when the phone rang.
My son’s retainer (braces thing) snapped, so it was time to head to town to get it fixed immediately.
After mentally switching gears and leaving the house, I honestly didn’t feel frustrated with the quick shift.
I felt… grateful. Grateful I was home, where I could just up and leave to help my son. My Mom job. The job I’m now capable of performing at the drop of a hat.
That is just something I will never take for granted. #soblessed
We quickly stopped off at Tim Horton’s on the way, with my dark medium one & one. (Have you tried their dark roast coffee yet? They’re not bad!) Once our appointment was done, I couldn’t bring myself to ‘just drive straight home.’
Maybe I had cabin fever? I dunno. I just needed to refresh ‘the card file’.
My friend Dan calls it “building up the mental card file.” When I’m out and about, I rarely just focus on driving from point A to point B. I’m looking, searching, studying, thinking, dreaming… lots and LOTS of squirrel type moments transpire.
But that’s where inspiration is filed away inside the mental filing cabinet for another day.
And pictures help me file things away in full colour.
So here’s how I mentally file inspiration.
C / Crates / Crate markings
Like this fruit bin. I love authentic markings on crates. I take a quick pic when I see one I like. I don’t have to understand why I like it or even have a reason to like it. The whys are generally addressed later.
Filing is free, after all.
Is it weird to fall in love with cute ammunition crates and not care in the least what’s inside?
This makes me laugh. When we pass McDonald’s, my son ALWAYS reads the road side sign aloud… “Coffee & Muffin 299”.
Here it comes…
“Mom, two hundred and ninety nine dollars for a coffee and muffin is lots, right? Would you play that?”
Yes son, it is. And no I wouldn’t. (Unless it was during a Survivor food challenge.)
Kinda like I wouldn’t pay $259.99 for a crate!
But luckily I got ‘the file’ for free.
I’m currently working (well, attempting) with some pinecones lately, so this pinecone wreath caught my eye. I loved the tied cinnamon sticks. But I loved the framework of the crate even more. It’s there to protect the wreath, but in my world, it would be hung up as is.
In fact, I may even make one for MY wreath. Hmm…
I also looked at new faux Christmas trees, but none of them looked real enough. Close, but not quite. Pass.
Do you also see a crate theme here? Funny how they follow me everywhere.
And then I hit a thrift store. I have no idea if this spinning wheel thing from Maleficent is new or old or whatever, but I was oddly intrigued with it. But at $40 and no picture flashing before me on what it could become, I left it. Too big to store.
I dunno. What would you do with this?
But… I still wasn’t ready to go home. It was like I was being led here and here and here.. and then along the mountain road beside the river.
How I love this little drive! Remember the house where my friend and I were dreaming of hosting a workshop? It’s in that area.
My bigger dream is to have a cabin or live near water one day. So I like to look near water. Just in case. Of what I don’t know.
And then… gasp. One of my fav houses had a for sale sign in front of it…
Dang! Cabinish – backing onto a mountain, with a greenhouse, outdoor firepit, lots of pavement (little lawn! yes!!),and a lovely double car garage… I parked. To look. Isn’t it gorgeous?!
Right after I add a few authentic crate stampings on some of those beams… it’s in the card file.
Not sure about that road right there.. who thought that up?
Anyway… that porch?
Looks at this. Such a boring view… with not a building in sight. 🙂
I immediately saw myself (pushing the house across the traffic infested highway) darting across the meandering quiet road, barefoot, in pjs, with hot coffee in hand, seeking out my fav spot to just sit and sip, while listening to the water gently sing its magical song to me.
By now I was on a mission to get home to look at that house price. But not until I drove past these stumps.
So gorgeous! They couldn’t be that big or heavy, could they? Nah… Lemme see if I can squeeze a new coffee table in the back of my truck…
R / Realty check / NOT HAPPENING.
Moving right along…
One last stop had me passing a New and Used store. There wasn’t much going on today, except those oil cans. I see the oil cans each and every time, but have yet to witness a mental flash on what they needed to do for me.
Until today. BAM!
As for the house?
H / HAHAHA / You’d better win a lottery, girl!
And strangely enough, the scratch and win tonight did not win me a cent.
F / Faulty ticket.
I didn’t like the road there anyway…
S / Silver linings make me feel better
How do file away your inspiration?