Where has my creativity gone? I used to be creative--at least I thought so. Now I'm just someone who never finishes a project. Okay, some of my projects are (years) old, so the word "now" is a bit misleading. Here is a list of some of the unfinished projects that are sitting around my house or that are actually a part of my house:

a wildlife needlepoint project
a denim rag quilt
more than 1 crocheted afghan
the artwork on a potting bench I started about 8 years ago (actually, I have several unfinished pieces of artwork)
a recipe scrapbook
a scrapbook for one of my daughters
a gazing ball for one of my daughters
a bathroom I started redecorating last year
the garage I started painting last fall
carpet and baseboard work in a spare bedroom
putting photo albums together
a couple of applique sweatshirts

And I'm sure there are dozens of other unfinished things in boxes that I choose not to open. Oh! And here's the best part. I've decided to start making my own jewelry. I have beads and wire and little tools and instruction books spread out all over a table downstairs. There must be a name for this besides just "procrastination". Something medical so that I can get a precription that will help motivate me to get it all done. Yeah right!!

So, until someone does find an answer for my problem, I will just continue to write about it. I usually finish what I start writing--no, that's not true either. I started writing my life story about 20 years ago. But I do have an excuse for that...my life's not over yet. ; )