I wanna be a cave woman

Sometimes it seems like life would be simpler if we went back to the cave-dwelling days. Do you know what I mean? Sure, they had real concerns like where the next meal was coming from and whether that mastodon* was going to plow them down, but at the same time there were far fewer concerns to bog down the brain. Don’t believe me? Consider this.

Cave women did not have to worry about:

1. Commuter traffic;
2. Cellulite, wrinkles and general droopiness of various parts;
3. Facing the mirror each morning;
4. The inevitable splash on the backside after pooping in a toilet;
5. Pumping her own gas in -30C with gale force winds;
6. Dusting and vacuuming;
7. Wonky wheels on a grocery cart; 
8. After school activities (because...no school. Hence no "after school"); 
9. climbing the corporate ladder;
10. keeping up with fashion trends, or attempting to do so;
11. and so much more. I know you can think of a few, yes?

So here's to cave women....maybe I'll come back as one next time around. ;) 

*No, I don’t specifically know if the time mastodons spent on earth correlated with the time of cave people. I don’t have time for that level of research. But they did live in North America and became extinct due to pressure from human hunting. 

Overwhelmed….

I have consistently been running into (not literally, obviously) articles, songs, videos, podcasts, books and more that seem to have the same message: live your life to the fullest, make sure you are passionate about what you're doing and not letting the precious days of this short time on earth slip away. 

All that culminates in me taking a good, long look at where I am in life. I have a big birthday coming in 2016, one that gives one pause. What am I doing? How am I living? What do I want to do with my remaining years (please, make them decades)? So on top of everything else on my plate these days, I've been asking myself the difficult questions and being honest with myself (ouch!). 

Is this an excuse? Dang right it is! Nothing creative has been able to make its way into my life. I'm holding out hope that it will change soon. 

In the mean time, my "room to create" has been overrun by a certain 9-year-old that's bound and determined to develop the best possible diorama of Aztec life. Given that the project is due in a few days, I hope to re-gain entry and order in my room soon. 

Have you seen the work of Max Wanger? Or how about Yacmii? 

Enjoy!