I thought maybe if I tried scraplifting some layouts I'd suddenly find my grove again. No luck. And believe me, I tried. My one scraplifting effort was really nothing more than a complete and utter copy. I even went as far as buying the same supplies used in the original layout:
The layout makes me happy and I quite adore it (that is why I scraplifted it after all), but it didn't inspire me, or give me any desire to do something else.
I then tried just making a page with some photos I liked and had some things to say about. I really don't like the page at all. Frankly, it's a bit of a hot mess - so much so I'm not even going to post it.
So I returned to scraplifting. It took me a week to crank out this scraplift. I love it. It captures Eamon looking at the camera, and I say a lot about him. But it took so much time, and while the end result brings me some joy, the process itself didn't.
As a result, I think I'm going to take a total break from scrapbooking and not even try to make a page for a bit. If I feel like doing anything, I'll finalize a page from my December album. Maybe I'll get it done before next December.
When I first decided to take a break, I was a bit worried about losing a chunk of time, but I won't. I'll still take photos. I'll still blog. I'll still post to Instagram. At the end of the year I'll make another photobook with my blog entries and my Instagram posts. They won't be scrapbook pages, but they will bits and pieces of our lives that will get put into print for people to look at.
At the end of the day, my goal isn't to make a certain number of scrapbook pages; it's to capture and record and document our life at this moment in whatever format I happen to use. So while the album from 2015 might end up being a skinny one, the photos and the memories and the record of our lives will still be on the shelf, just not in the album. Goal accomplished.