Twice before in my life in corporate America, it has been rough times. Nothing quite like this, but for the travel industry, tough. After 911, with all the airlines shut down and folks scared, everything went very quiet in my division for several weeks. The second time was the recession of 2009, when companies thought that having incentive programs would make them too “visible”. All the bank programs went first (even the banks that never took monies from the government), but many followed suit. During both of these times, management was very serious and a vice president actually said out loud that it wasn’t a time for happiness.
I’m feeling the same right now, as if joy and happiness have been outlawed and I think this is more stressful for me than the general situation. So it is with trepidation that I announce I am experiencing some happiness right now.
When YA was six, we took that vacation to Maine for the Machias Blueberry Festival. I know I’ve mentioned this before. I journaled, took photos and collected postcards, placemats, brochures and anything else I thought could be useful in a scrapbook. When we got home, I found a good supply of stickers and doo dads at the craft store; I already had a good supply of rubber stamps of lighthouses – I’ve collected them for years.
I got the scrapbook designed and in the first month or so, I managed to get about a third of my material mounted and decorated. Then things got busy and I put all the items in a black wire basket that eventually got shunted to the top of my studio bookshelf. As YEARS went by, I often looked up at it, but never felt like I had time to really dig back into the project. Well, I have time now, so last weekend, I pulled the basket down, dusted everything off (cough, cough) and got to work. It took me a bit to figure out the font I had been using and I spent about an hour sorting everything out, putting things in piles by location and eventually finding a scrap of paper in the bottom of the basket that I had used to record where we had been each day. Gold.
So I’m happy to announce that finally, nearly 20 years later, the Maine scrapbook is finished. I was on a roll, so I also did two little scrapbooks for Rhiannon and Zorro as well! I have all three of them in my bedroom, where every time I notice them, I get a little thrill of accomplishment. Wondering if I would have such a good feeling about the scrapbook if I had actually finished it 20 years ago?
Any projects you’ve been putting off for far too long?