Friday, November 4, 2016

An Update of Sorts, and a Giveaway.

Wow. Okay. So it's been a while. The baby is almost 9 months old now, and starting to try walking, which is kind of terrifying because my house is in no way ready for that. It's choking hazard central here. I haven't let my sister visit with her kids since my nephew started walking because I'm scared he'll die. And yes, it really is that bad.

I've been in a fog for a while. The kind of fog where time wraps in on itself and makes all your movements slow and difficult while speeding up all the things around you. You can see things happening and know that you should want to be part of them, but you just can't care, and if you do manage to care, it just makes you sad that you had to try so hard to care. It's likely exhaustion. Maybe it's sort of like a self defense mechanism, the not caring. Things feel hard, and bad, so you just stop feeling so that you can get through it. The gist of it being that I have been performing my "keep the children alive" duties, but that's about it.

As a result, the house is even more of a mess than usual. My family... don't clean. It's like they just don't see the mess. They can step over heaps of laundry, skillfully avoid piles of sweeping, and ignore the fact that there is *actual garbage* lying around. I'm going to be kind and assume that they suffer from some kind of disorder, rather than that they're just lazy jerks.

So now that I'm finally starting to feel a bit more human, the first thing that hits me is how much I need to do just to get us back to "lived in", rather than "garbage dump". Then BAM! Mastitis! Baby with croup! Kids behaving like I'm invisible and they can do whatever the hell they want! I can feel it closing in around me again.

But I'm trying not to let it. Which is definitely something.

So. I'm making things. Making things and writing things has always helped me avoid the fog, but I haven't been doing it much since February, because... you know, baby, fog, etc. I've even signed up to do my first craft show ever in a few weeks.

Writing is a bit more tricky. I am the most prolific when there are no people around. Which is never. But I'm going to try to *make sure* that I make the time for it, if only to keep myself sane, so hopefully we'll be seeing more of each other in the near future.

Oh! One of the things I found while I was trying to dig out my desk was a box. A box that I received a while ago that then went mysteriously missing. A box which no one admitted to ever having seen, making me feel a tiny bit crazy.  A box, that contained gifts from Netflix, including a 3 month subscription card for me to give away to one of you lovely readers!

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  1. My sanity saver is a walk in the woods. Gets me out of my funk every time.

  2. My sanity is a set of headphones and a large glass of wine . It would be peace and quiet and a hike through the woods to connect with nature , but I am a single mom with no help or anyone around to lend a hand for a few minutes of peace so I lose myself with music and wine lol

  3. My sanity saver is going for a walk by myself or talking with my mom.

  4. My sanity saver is when they leave for school and turn everything off and just relax with no noise at all

  5. Sanity is getting time away from the wee ones every once in a while

  6. Sanity saver is put the kids in the tub with bubbles, toys and bath crayons.

  7. Sanity saver is probably Lego video games!

  8. My sanity saver is music. The louder the better

  9. Sanity is calling a neighbour over to watch the kids so that you can run to the store. Only you don't run. You drive. And you don't drive TO the store, you drive by it. And go home three days later. Maybe it's just me.

  10. I don't have sanity. I have escape. But if I did have sanity, I would like it to be some form of exercise. ha!