This morning I made a decision, one I kind of made last night, that no matter who doesn’t like it, I am going to live my life. Not on the terms of others who think I am kind of nuts, nor of those who think I am well and am putting up a fake front. I know my body and what I can’t take when it comes to medication and I know that I don’t like my life spread around for all to take in. I am not a people person, of that I really know. Sure I am loving and caring, but to that industry I can not go. So I have decided that a hermit’s life if for me (at least 300 days of the year) so I can work the way I want, with no more controlling people or piers.
Well, since the museum closed I am actually getting things done I have been wanting to do. I did a bit of fall decorating in the house and my shop (I moved my alter out here so I can have some “quiet time” with my deities.) You could say I was doing spring cleaning in the fall. I have shredded 5 bags of papers and receipts what were way out of date as well as going through my files and clothes. I set a goal of getting these done by October so I can start working on my crafts and getting ready for the spring festivals.
I actually started counseling, though the way they conduct it is rather not what I would call patient/doctor privilege since they are passing me back and forth between two doctors. NOT HAPPY about that. My husband said they may be trying to get me “over” my mental problems so I can go back to work. I know it will never happen so I wonder why I am bothering with all this superficial BS. I have ordered my coffees that I sell at the Christmas fairs so if I do go (which I don’t think I will this year) I will have inventory to sell. Anyway, that is what is happening today. Hope you all had a great Mabon (At least those of you who celebrate that is). Til next time…
It seems that this season summer has gone by too quickly and yet slower than molasses! I have not enjoyed working this year. It has become very stressful and I would rather not be around people as much as the museum requires. I have become less enamored with people as the years pass by. I just came back from the doctor who has switched out my meds for something which he says should help a bit more. I hope it helps, but I hold no expectations and only hope for some improvement. I find that I look forward to labor day more because I can actually start concentrating on my baskets and other crafts which I hope to perfect and eventually sell. With the weather lately, I would love to see some autumn coolness, colors and smells filling the air. It will be a form of inspiration in a way!
I am sure that the term “best laid plans … ” will come into play as we finish off the last few weeks of summer. My plans are as follows, 1. working on the baskets 2. doing paperwork (IE any catch up I may or may not need to do) 3. go through my clothes and getting rid of those which I don’t need or want. 4. go through all the food stuffs which are outdated and I can not eat. 5. general crafts and clean up.
Well, there is the update for the summer. Hope you all are doing great and thank you for following my posts.
What ever happened to the days when people went out of their way to be friendly and helpful, when customers could contact someone in person or by phone if there was a problem, where sellers didn’t treat you like you had a disease and actually knew that you are the one paying for THEIR services and product rather than believing that they are “God’s gift” and you should worship the ground they walked on! Just saying. I ordered a CD for my Art studio containing the contents of 36 books. It was suppose to have arrived no later than the 24th. It is now the 28th, so I went to the contact seller place and guess what! No contact information just vague questions and answers. I am a business woman and would be sure to keep in contact with my clients ESPECIALLY if there were a problem. This is my rant for the week.
Funny how one forgets the foolishness of youth! I DON’T drink, yet I do keep a couple wine coolers back for company (IE Mom). Those have been in my cupboard for over1 1/2 years now. I was so keyed up yesterday that instead of taking a 1/3 of a cup with Ice, I drank down a whole bottle. Needless to say I woke up with a migraine, an upset stomach and cotton mouth.
I swore that I would never overindulge again, yet I ignored that promise and paid the piper for it. So today will be a slow day since I have to drive my son home from Rapid tomorrow which means early down and no hangovers. Chores will help (laundry, baskets, and a few other things) keep me occupied. Some gal called me up and asked if I had time to go over some items and I flat out said this was one of my “Bad days” instead of saying “hangover.”
I do have good and bad days, usually brought on by stress and being around people. This year seems to be more stressful than most. I need to work to pay off some bills which are hanging over me (no help for hubster there) plus I promised my friend. Not next year though! I am having issues with the whole being in public thing again. Just wish I could handle it better, then I wouldn’t need the wine coolers for a crutch to get me wound down!
I know I should get things done today and tomorrow, but I am having issues. My stomach is really acting up and I am (again) having trouble sleeping. I know I should be digging out my paints, reeds or the like, but every time I think about it something pops its head out and I find myself having to do things I did not plan on. I know I should tell visitors “no” and take the proverbial phone off the hook, but that isn’t always as effective as one might think. I have a neighbor down the block who always shows up unannounced for coffee (wither or not it is ready or I am in the middle of projects. A lady who always wants me to go for coffee with her and my other work that the hubster keeps piling up for me to do. Boy, I could use a wine cooler right about now! One wild berry mix please! Any way, I do hope your days/evenings are doing better than mine lately!
Well it is going on 230 in the afternoon. Thought I would get the day to myself … Boy, was I ever dreaming! I went to the Post Office to check and see if my order of journals had arrived yet and ended up stopping at the museum as well to pick up two deteriorating mounted deer heads which I took to my mother’s garage so I could salvage the antlers before tossing the heads. I then came home and our neighbor came over (10am) and stayed until 12 at which time I ordered a Chinese dish for lunch. I walk out the door and run into the friend again. I told him to watch the dogs while I picked up lunch. My husband calls and asks me to do something on the computer when he leaves. 215 he does leave and I get hubster’s correspondence taken care of and am told he was leaving on a one week trip on Sunday. AFTER I tell him I am taking the bus down to Rapid to pick up our son (no dogs allowed!) and I leave 645am on Weds. Which means mom has to watch them for the day and it takes her til 7 to get ready (if she has nothing else pending!). I am now out in my shop with my cold lunch and posting this. So much for my intentions to start on my baskets or anything else I planned to do while he was gone today. I should know better. He always has ways to screw up my day!