Hidden Things

Do you ever have one of those I-can't-find-it, and-it-is-driving-me-crazy moments? I have been having one for two days. I had written down a bunch of stuff: things that I want to do, and say, and write. Whole pages of stuff. Important stuff, that I promptly gave myself permission to forget, because  I wrote it down! And now I can't find it. It is driving me seriously crazy. I am a pretty damn organized person. A place for everything, you know. It is in none of the places. I have searched through every notebook and scrap of paper three times or more. It is just nowhere.

 The really irritating part is that I needed those words. I am finally building my website, but I have hit a wall, because there is stuff that I needed in those words. They are the next step, and without them I can't make it to the step after that. It is too high. It just has to be somewhere. 

Anyway, enough griping. I am finally building my website. Again. I have started it so many times, but have always been stymied by the enormity of defining my aesthetic. Lately though, I have been super inspired and reassured by some of the lovely places that I have been online. People who were not afraid to just be who they are, and create what they feel. It was all in the notebook, dang it.

I am hoping that you want a sneak peek at this website, because I am so wanting to show you. 

Here is a little peek. Isn't it pretty? I hope that you think so. There will be more, very soon. I just have to figure out a way to get over this gaping hole in the stairs.