OK, I'm feeling like a total uninspired slacker now. I haven't done anything creative since this project. My craft table is gathering dust. My etsy store is sporting cobwebs.
My right brain is practically atrophy-ing as we speak. Bleh.
I partly blame that on this nagging tendonitis on my wrist. It started a month ago when one morning I was awaken by this intense pain in my wrist, followed by a realization that I couldn barely move my thumb at all. In other words, I've been inflicted with this common ailment known as Blackberry-itis.
There are days I have to resort to wearing geriatric-ish elastic waist pants coz zipping up my jeans just gets too darn hard. Yes, I'm pretty pathetic.
Well, you may ask "What the hell are you doing typing this when you could have saved your wrist, you dummy?!" The answer is compared to the amount of typing and powerpointing I do for work, this is really nothing. And writing the blog helps me decompress after long work days. So there really isn't a choice.
So imagine my mixed emotions when 2 of my blog friends invited me to join in on this Gocco love fest, aka the Art of the Note Gocco Swap?
(Remember, my cautious little gocco experiment on New Year's Day?)
I really like the idea of promoting the art of the handwritten note, practically a lost art these days.
How the swap works is that each participant will be paired up with 10-12 other Gocco-enthusiasts, and each member will Gocco a set of note cards, then send each other 4-8 of their own cards and in turn receive these goodies from their swap-mates.
I am torn if I should join.
First, there is the tendonitis. Then, there's this this fear that those who're unfortunate enough to be paired up with me will feel totally jipped!
I mean, just look at the quality of some of the work produced during the last round of the Mid-Winter Swap! These are beautiful work and clearly not produced by rookies like me. Remember this is what I've done (smudges and all):
OK, maybe it doesn't look that bad, it's just not as "clean" as I'd like them to be. Maybe I just need to read the darn manual one more time.
Or, maybe I just need to get over that eerily perfectionistic over-achiever altered ego coupled with an insane insecurity complex and just give it a try.
But heck, I can totally blame that on being Chinese and therefore bred with over-achievism in my blood. In our family, you're either an over-achiever (aka "barely OK" according to your mom and dad) or a complete loser. (Family: you can totally attest to this one)
Anyway, that's a totally different topic that I can go on about for hours. But for now, I'm gonna rest my wrist, in case there's some gocco'ing to do in the near future.
