I'm Not Feeling Particularly Artistic Today

Some days I don't feel artistic. Some days I barely feel human. Today I woke up early and worked, and now I am sitting with my coffee and a gluten-filled muffin and contemplating the ebb and flow of my artistic self.

Some days I work in a caffeine fueled, inspired, artistic high. The world is my oyster and I am a super-artist-mom-wife-workerbee-blogger-bestdaughterever. The house is clean and I've created something worthwhile and my kids are happy and well fed. Some days the caffeine just gets me through doing the dishes. Or not. Some days the house is a mess and we eat fishsticks at odd times and it was all I could do to get some work done and maybe text someone back on my actual phone instead of in my head.

So today I eat a muffin that I know I shouldn't be eating and feel bad about the things I am not getting done. But on the upside, I saw a really cool praying mantis and I took a picture of it with my phone.

So all is not lost.

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