I cringe when I read about "making" time. It's misleading. I can take it, use it, spend it, waste it, even while it away but the one thing I cannot do is increase the amount allotted to me in one day. I will only ever have 24 hours.
Clearly defining this limitation is actually empowering. It is up to me to decide what I do with my allotment of time. That means that rather than increasing the number of things I have to do, I have to start looking at priorities, questioning what I am doing, looking at ways of divesting myself of those things I don't want to do. (Did you know that a cleaner every two weeks to do the kitchen, bathrooms and general cleaning can be affordable.)
Size and Obsession
I can't get myself to work big. I get hung up on where to store the work and it totally derails my efforts. Instead, I chose to worked small but in large quantity (for me), so dabbling with obsessive -- taking time to work on my exercise and push through my resistance.
I stamped using a motif I have been working with for quite a while. First session was ok, worked on white, yellow and red paper. Meh.
I hung those ones on the wall and decided I needed some black added to the collection. I went back to black and white, then started bringing in other colours. I had to push back the boredom and focus on the moment and each image. What did I like? What didn't work? What if? Then a momentum started. The envelop started to be pushed in small ways. Baby steps. Almost quit before I finished my pile of cut papers, but wouldn't let myself. Then I couldn't leave all that paint on my pallette could I? And I'm glad I didn't because I got some very pleasing results. Then I worked back into some of the images with pens to see what 'embellishing' could do to enhance the images. Much better.
Working in large quantities, just pushing out results, no expectations except to explore helped push me forward. Much of the work is toss-able, but there are glimmers of goodness. Some of them I quite like.