I’ve learned to take one day at a time. Unfortunately it seems several days attack me at once. When I start gnawing my nails into the bloody quick or tearing off cuticles to create a cavern next to the nail, I know I’ve drifted off to the psycho path. It’s not a good place to be but it does serve it’s purpose.
Writers write. Sometimes it’s necessary to allow the words to flow unedited, unjudged & raw.
I’ve started a story but got bored with the characters. If I’m bored, a reader would certainly be bored as well. Perhaps I’ll post segments of it & ask for opinions. Perhaps it will sit lonely & neglected in an old laptop where the fan is broken & can only have it on for a few minutes. I should have kept a hard copy. Oh well. No big loss.
I went to make cards today & got overheated, tired & sick at my stomach again & feeling like I would faint or throw up or both. Yech! The two cards I made were unsatisfying to me. There was only one aspect of one card that I liked. I overworked them both. I’ll finish on my own time.
Doctor for toe surgery followup in the early morning. I’m not thrilled about it. I had just stopped the antibiotic & think that it has contributed to both my fatigue & nausea. I just want clearance for the 4 mile walk for March of Dimes for Babies on Saturday. I’m taking my rolling walker so I can sit if I need to & then continue. I get to put a flower with David Michael in the garden for babies who did not survive. They’ll also put them in the garden next year. I can’t think far enough ahead to think about walking again.
Books to read, blog pages to write, house to clean, put laundry away. What to do first? I’m going to take a greatly needed nap & wake up fresh & ready to do the necessary work. Being sole administrator on my personal page, my public page & my puzzle page have started to leave me fatigued. Will continue later.