If it itches, scratch it.

I have an itch, okay that sounds so wrong. But anyway...

So I'm sitting here, checking my Facebook updates, watching TV, and slowly trying to piece my 10 year plan together. I said "slowly", so realistically, I was piecing together my plan of the next 12 months. I have never been one to plan too far ahead. Something about the future that makes my tummy turn inside-out. I've always been a day-to-day kind of person and it works fine with me. It always has. Until recently...

These days, the day-to-day isn't cutting it. I want to know that I have enough to pay for rent, for Bree's school, and for mine next year. I want to know that To be able to save for Pinas plane tickets, I don't have to avoid certain luxuries like, I don't know, new clothes and shoes? Little things. It's always the little things. I want to be able to buy a new gadget and not worry about whether or not I should have used the money for something else instead.

So I'm itching. I'm itching for productivity, creativity, innovation, inspiration, and motivation. I'm itching for ideas and plans and opportunity. I need/want to immerse myself in the cogwheels of artistry. If that even makes sense.

So bring it. While the enthusiasm is still fresh. That is all.