Some days it feels like I’m struggling through a thick, sticky, muddy soup in a roiling fog, with no way out. I’ve been so ridiculously tired that, when bedtime comes around, I’m out like Frazier vs Mike Tyson – it only takes 30 seconds. Why am I feeling like this? Is it just old age …
It snowed! And that would have been a good thing, if it had happened on the weekend. There would have been much rejoicing in our household, as the kids would have been outside and I would have had time to finish reading another book (no, I’m not procrastinating, why would you ask such a thing?!). …
Like the axe murder that just won’t quit, my fear of trying out new things returned this weekend. But you know what? I’m fighting back.
(or How I learned to accept my Neurodivergent tendencies & became über productive in very short, highly energetic bursts that leave me feeling drained for a day and a half, but hey, at least I get shit done)
I am so so so excited, y’all! For the last few weeks, I’ve been working on writing a fanfic, one of the longest ones I’ve ever embarked on. It’s based in a well-lored universe, and there is no limit to the information I am able to google! ‘But why is this worth all of my …
I started out writing a post about my brain and the fear it tucks away into whatever nook and cranny it can find for use at a later date, but then I got distracted.
It’s hard not to compare myself with all y’all out there living your best life despite the virus, the wildfires, the earthquakes and flooding, and all the other nasty things that have piled up since the beginning of the year. From the newborn sourdough starters to the books being read to the languages being learned …
