There’s a problem that keeps cropping up, and I’m not sure how to get around it. I want to do too many things. (Cue the “All the things!” comic from Hyperbole and a Half. Linky linky!)
Currently, when I grow up I want to be a costume designer, artist, chef, photographer, and writer. There’s a lot I have to learn. I have a modicum of skill in all these areas… some more than others. And some of these I know absolutely for certain that I wouldn’t want to try to make a living doing. I do not want to open a restaurant, for example. Also, I do not want to write news articles (I did that already, and I’d rather not do that again), or go back to technical writing.
However, on my “to do” list are (in no particular order); increasing my skill at photography and shooting a couple of photo projects I have in mind, putting at least a tenth of the pictures I have in my head on paper in the right medium, and writing the novel that keeps knocking on the windows upstairs. This is in addition to the various sewing and craft projects that I’ve promised myself I would do for my family or personal use. I’m working on a baby quilt right now, for example, but neither of my children have a quilt made especially for them – nor has the duvet cover I promised my husband taken form.
To top it all off, now I want to try my hand at book binding. I already do all of these other things… do I really need to add another thing to my pursuits? Apparently I do… because I attended a panel on bookbinding during the Montana Festival of the Book this past weekend and as is my wont, I said to myself “I could do that!” and now I have images dancing in my head of all the beautiful hand-bound journals I could make.
Honestly I would probably be happiest if I had a studio the size of a garage and could just putter away all day, pretty much every day, doing whatever struck my fancy at that particular moment. This is, of course, no way to pay the bills… the Engineer has been amazingly supportive during this quest of mine to reset, refocus and find a career doing something I love. Despite my best intentions, things got stalled out during pregnancy, and now I’m feeling like it’s time to settle down and make some decisions about what I’m going to commit to. I get just as enthusiastic about one thing as I do another though… and I have trouble committing. I have ideas for big projects in every single one of the areas I listed above and just as I get going in one direction, something happens in another to upset the apple cart.
Such a first world problem, and yet still a very hard one. >_<