This month, the prompt from the Ali Edwards OLW team is all about celebrating our small wins . . . which is a really great topic for any month, actually. (I highly recommend thinking about the little things you DID accomplish . . . rather than all the things you didn’t get around to.)
Anyway, I thought I’d share one of my small wins with you today.
Last spring, I was experiencing a bit of a “breakthrough” with my painting. I could actually tell . . . that my paintings were improving; that all the lessons I’d been learning were coming together.
I was finding the time (making the time) to do a little painting every day, and that regular practice was beginning to pay off for me.
I was challenging myself and trying new things . . . just going for it in ways I didn’t before. I was becoming more confident — and more comfortable about taking risks.
But then . . . I needed to clear out my “studio” (I laugh when I call it that; it sounds so pretentious . . . and it’s really just my desk in Brian’s old room where I have my painting stuff permanently set up) so Erin could use it as her office during her month-long stay with us.
I packed up my painting stuff (and there is a lot of “stuff” involved), and moved it to a work table in the basement where I planned to continue painting every day. After all, I was on a roll!
But you know what? I never touched the stuff again once I moved it down to that table. I didn’t even arrange it so I COULD paint. It just sat there, making me feel bad every time I walked by. So that painting of the barn up there? The first painting in this post? It’s the last thing I’ve painted since mid-May. Even after Erin left (a month ago now!), I just left all that painting stuff sitting in a sad heap on that work table.
But over the weekend, I decided enough was enough. I forced myself to clear off that work table in the basement, and drag all my painting stuff back up to my (ahem) “studio” and set things to rights again.
I haven’t actually picked up my paintbrushes yet. But that’s not really the point here. I took the first step. I put things back together, which paves the way for my being able to paint again.
And that, my friends, is a small win that I’m celebrating today.
How about you? What small win might you be celebrating this month?