12,841 Days Alive
3 Rainstorms Today
1 Tired Me
I meant to go to bed by 9:30 this evening. Had the television off and everything. And then Fen let me help build their new desk which was fun but now it’s bed time.
I made an “emergency” therapy appointment for Thursday afternoon. It’s been a month since my last session and the upheaval of recent changes is messing with me. I’m trying so hard not to spiral into a depressive episode.
Speaking of mental health tools, I received a gift from Joy today!
They’re called Thera-Pets cards and they’re super awesome affirmations with gorgeous artwork.
I’m having a pretty bad brain day, so I pulled two.
I love the artwork. It makes me want to get back into drawing.
In other crafting news, I’ve gotten a bit farther in Sparrow’s Seaside Blanket. It’s only on Round 16 and 1/2 but it’s over twenty inches across already! The goal is as close to sixty inches as the yarn they bought will get.
My blood sugar was only 95 this evening, even though I had two of the little chocolates Reffie gave me yesterday. I need to get better about checking my sugar at work and at home. I’ll work on that.
I should make autumnal cards and send them out. I miss card making. Maybe I can talk to Joy’s mom about spending some time with her and making some cards.
I really do miss drawing. I don’t know why I don’t just draw. The desire is there. I don’t know if it’s executive dysfunction or depression or what.
Hell, maybe it’s some weird COVID-19 related isolation weirdness. Who knows? I’ll talk to my therapist, Vickie, about it on Thursday. God knows I haven’t been sleeping well since Friday. I keep having nightmares. Not night terrors again, thank the Gods, or at least I haven’t woken anyone with yelling. I haven’t had a proper night terror in years and would love to keep it that way.
Anyway, it’s bedtime for me. Maybe I’ll listen to Tom Hiddleston read Desiderata before I go to sleep.
Take your meds, folks.