I have had an A-Ha moment recently about scrapbooking. (Will I ever shut up about it? No, you shut up. Anyway.)
I realized, I think, what I am missing here: The release.
Release from everyday life when you step away for a few hours once a week and talk with girlfriends (I'm sorry but the husband is not the same as girlfriends. Not bad, just not the same). To laugh about what might have happened over the week. To drink a glass of wine and unwind. To giggle and be silly. To let my hair down. To spend minutes with friends being creative and sharing ideas and stories and the battle scars of life. To not be mom or wife for a few hours.
I have none of that right now.
I come in here, in my own head (scary), and the only laughter I get is from whatever I'm watching on television. I don't need a "creative outlet" like some people because I spend every day being creative in my "job" writing...so the creative part of scrapbooking doesn't cut it on its own.
Anyway. Here are the layouts featuring February...three years ago.
Um, yeah, I broke out the paint and foam stamps. What now?!
Yes, I own the oldest scrapbooking supplies (north) west of Salt Lake. So pathetic...
Side note: I did journal but decided to type the journaling for these layouts. Unfortunately, I don't seem to have any white cardstock on hand to print it. Sigh.