Today has been okay. Maybe it’s been better than okay, but I don’t want to say that because I’ll probably jinx it. After all, it’s not over yet. (I know… I am so negative…)
I woke up in the usual way… reluctantly. Still tired, warm and cozy, not wanting to get out of bed. But the kids had to get to school.
And I had plans.
I was going to get myself out of the house today (for more than just carting the kids around). I had a couple of non-urgent errands. But I was also going to try to spend some time away from my house. Maybe even around other people… like a coffee shop or the library.
None of that happened. After the kids were at school, I came home. I did the usual things… but I never got out of the house again. Not until it was time to pick up the kids. And come home. And take them to karate. And come home. And pick them up from karate. And come home.
I have a headache.
The same things nag at me… they always nag at me. I’m tired of thinking about them… but I can’t block them out because they are things I have to deal with. But then I don’t deal with them so they nag me even more. There is a roadblock in my brain. When it comes to certain things, my world comes to a screeching halt… and I can go no further.
I really wanted to accomplish something today. Did I? You tell me… Is this a good photo?
I think I might actually be ready to officially open my Etsy shop. (Pssst… it’s actually open now… but I’m not quite ready to publicize…)
I’m having a small personal crisis with the connection between my shop and my blog. (Both shops, really… the existing RedBubble one and this Etsy one.) In one direction — from blog to shop — I’m okay. But I can’t figure out if I should link to my blog from the shop. (I already do on the RedBubble shop…) I’m thinking I shouldn’t link, though… because I probably don’t want any potential customers to read my blog and find out that I’m insane. And I probably don’t want any family members who may check out the shop to start reading my blog either.
I’m an open book. Except when I’m not.
Final assessment: I did not cry AT ALL today. It’s a miracle. Other than this fucking demon of a headache, I feel alright.
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