My whole life is a blur at the moment, and I feel like I’m more than a few steps behind it all trying to grab ahold. Like running after a train might feel, I guess.
I’ve been pretty sick with this stupid autoimmune thing I have, and my doctor put me back on prednisone. I hate taking it for a million reasons, but right now I’ve exhausted all my other non-surgical options. The one sort of good thing is that it makes me really hyper and manic. You should SEE my to-do list. I think I’ll open my seasonal gift-making sweatshop of one later tonight. Am feeling driven to rearrange my closet while simultaneously writing a novel and planning the next month’s worth of meals.
Thanksgiving is kind of blowing my mind by suddenly being a week away. I’m surprised how thankful I am feeling this year. I mean, for someone who bitches and gripes all the time, I’m really so grateful that when I stop to think about it I get all teary. I took next Wednesday off work so that I can bake pies with my small fry. Maybe I’ll even get a grip on that speeding train.
you don’t bitch and gripe all the time.
beautiful new banner, by the way.
Multi-tasking for sure, as you cracked me up with “seasonal gift-making sweatshop of one.”
sounds like someone needs a handfart serenade… i lost your DM on twitter somehow, didn’t you have a request?
Why yes I did: foxy lady
i will make it so