{"id":3483,"date":"2012-03-13T14:30:40","date_gmt":"2012-03-13T21:30:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/?p=3483"},"modified":"2014-09-30T18:52:29","modified_gmt":"2014-10-01T01:52:29","slug":"inspired","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/2012\/03\/13\/inspired\/","title":{"rendered":"Inspired"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It was a grey, blustery day, perfectly suited to my grey, blustery mood. I was dragging my cranky toddler and cantankerous husband through that most soul-suckingly dreadful chore: grocery shopping.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"148 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/6834054118\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7055\/6834054118_2f3e3b1f62_z.jpg?resize=640%2C427\" alt=\"148\" width=\"640\" height=\"427\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>All the while I was complaining about the fatigue I&#8217;m still battling, and my ever growing list of things I STILL haven&#8217;t gotten done yet.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"174 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/6980182901\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7068\/6980182901_467fdda20c_z.jpg?resize=640%2C428\" alt=\"174\" width=\"640\" height=\"428\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>What happened to my inspiration, I wondered. What happened to that drive that kept me up all night, not because I had to do something, but because I was so passionate about that project that I couldn&#8217;t not work on it?<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/Inspired.png\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" data-attachment-id=\"5110\" data-permalink=\"http:\/\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/2012\/03\/13\/inspired\/inspired-2\/\" data-orig-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/Inspired.png?fit=892%2C579\" data-orig-size=\"892,579\" data-comments-opened=\"1\" data-image-meta=\"{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;}\" data-image-title=\"Inspired | Judy Schwartz Haley | CoffeeJitters\" data-image-description=\"&lt;p&gt;Inspired. Finding inspiration wherever you are&lt;\/p&gt;\n\" data-image-caption=\"\" data-large-file=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/Inspired.png?fit=640%2C415\" class=\"alignnone size-large wp-image-5110\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/Inspired.png?resize=640%2C415\" alt=\"Inspired | Judy Schwartz Haley | CoffeeJitters\" width=\"640\" height=\"415\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/Inspired.png?resize=640%2C415 640w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/Inspired.png?resize=300%2C194 300w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/Inspired.png?w=892 892w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 640px) 100vw, 640px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;You used to find inspiration everywhere,&#8221; my husband said &#8211; rather insensitively, I thought.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"193 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/6834061800\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7060\/6834061800_9dc558cf22_z.jpg?resize=640%2C428\" alt=\"193\" width=\"640\" height=\"428\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>That comment pissed me off a little bit, mostly because he was right. (Is there anything quite so infuriating as a spouse who is right?)<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"198 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/6980190485\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7198\/6980190485_4ac91d1fa9_z.jpg?resize=640%2C426\" alt=\"198\" width=\"640\" height=\"426\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I used to be able to look around wherever I was and find something, some little something, that lit something in me.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"209 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/6980193759\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7207\/6980193759_8ae80153e5_z.jpg?resize=640%2C425\" alt=\"209\" width=\"640\" height=\"425\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I looked around at the displays of produce. Those peppers are really orange. Look how the water beads up and sparkles on the broccoli.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"221 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/6834071760\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7042\/6834071760_74977d2197_z.jpg?resize=640%2C425\" alt=\"221\" width=\"640\" height=\"425\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>It started coming back. Not the up all night because I&#8217;m so driven type of inspiration, but enough for me to come back to the store then next day with my camera.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"232 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/6834075268\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7068\/6834075268_1dfe27bb7e_z.jpg?resize=640%2C425\" alt=\"232\" width=\"640\" height=\"425\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Not a thing changed in that store to bring about that change in me, not the lighting, not the moods of my companions, just a little shift in what I was noticing.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"247 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/6980208253\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7065\/6980208253_afc77a4c04_z.jpg?resize=640%2C426\" alt=\"247\" width=\"640\" height=\"426\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Also: dinner tonight is rainbow chard, black beans, mushrooms, and quinoa. No recipe, I just felt inspired to put those things together. We&#8217;ll see how that turns out.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"130 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/6834049712\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7198\/6834049712_856b235d87_z.jpg?resize=640%2C425\" alt=\"130\" width=\"640\" height=\"425\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>What inspired you lately? And, what&#8217;s for dinner?<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"077 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/6980171581\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm8.staticflickr.com\/7205\/6980171581_5c773b23fa_z.jpg?resize=640%2C426\" alt=\"077\" width=\"640\" height=\"426\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It was a grey, blustery day, perfectly suited to my grey, blustery mood. 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