Okay, it’s been two days of NaNo already and I’ve written nothing. Like not a damn thing.
The short story I started and tried to write last month is still staring at me like an angry specter in the closet and I even went so far as to outline a new one to jump into and… nothing.
Continue readingOkay… so as if my life isn’t complicated and busy enough, my ex decides to throw yet another curve ball at me. This spikes my stress levels up once again and I’m left with trying to figure out how to pull myself out of the mess. Continue reading
Sorry I haven’t posted in awhile. I didn’t even bother with the mood tracker last week and I haven’t started one for this week yet either.
I’m getting tired of Dad continuously sticking these jabs of his with the homeschooling of Scholar Owl. MY SON WAS FAILING PUBLIC SCHOOL AND BEING HELD BACK. Continue reading
So apparently even though I’m following the chore chart I’m still not doing any cleaning. Continue reading
Mission accomplished. Continue reading
Only two days in with dealing with his bull fuckery and this is how I feel already.
Weirdness went down with trying to schedule my med clinic appointment. Finally got some “April” chick calling back in response to my voice mail I left saying she was new and didn’t know how to do this????? So ummmmm… refer my case to someone that does?! Continue reading
It’s midnight and I can feel the slide toward depression starting to happen – or at least creep up on me. I don’t know how exactly to describe how this feels. It’s kind of like gears are slowing down and something inside me is sinking. You know like a steampunk elevator with fancy hydraulics so when it runs out of steam it doesn’t suddenly bottom out on you – although that has happened to me before too. I’m hoping it’s not a total crash. I’m hoping I’m just going back to baseline and just land gently on my feet. Maybe even rest a bit in the grass. Continue reading