frustration frustration
T-Dog (our oldest daughter nick-name for Teddy) decided that 5:00am was a good time to get up today....Okay, not really happy about it but I figured that it would give me extra time to work a swap card.
I've been struggling with this card for days and here it is 9:30am and I still haven't come up with anything that I'm happy with. Hubby keeps telling me that this should be fun not frustrating and I agree but some how I've got myself to a place where I can't think straight never mind think creatively. I can't even find a place to start. *sigh*
Yesterday wasn't a great day...I had my "weigh in" at Curves and I gained 5lbs since the 9th of December. I'm not surprised but also not too happy about it. So instead of having 12 lbs to go, now I have 17. :o(
Oh and Teddy...I'd told a couple of people that he was doing really well with the house training thing. Spoke too soon. Yesterday and the day before he pooped in the living room! What the heck! He had been coming and barking when he needed to go out but I don't remember him "telling" me it was time on these two occasions. Perhaps I missed it being distracted and preoccupied with the swap card. *sigh*
I've got pictures to upload to my Stampin' Up! site but I haven't got around to that. Teddy and I haven't practiced for puppy class nearly enough. Lately it seems like everything I touch goes to hell in a hand cart. (I was going to say it turns into a disaster but that might be too extreme, but not far off)
It's nearly two years pass the time I finished chemo and I am still trying to cope with the new me thanks to chemo brain. I'm disorganized, forgetful, and impatient. I can't multi-task...I have tunnel vision. I used to be able to juggle many things and had no problem but not now. I'll never be the person I was but I'm at a loss as to how to cope being the person I am now. Hubby talked to me and offered suggestions for coping but my brain is filled with so much clutter I can't think clear enough to try and implement some of his suggestions.
Retail therapy would offer a diversion but Teddy has puppy class this evening so driving 45 minutes to the city and 45 minutes back twice in one day doesn't seem very sensible.
That's it. I'm wasting my time here in the craft room. I'll go do dishes and some other things that could use attention. Maybe a sense of accomplishment however small in another area with help the whole "creative" thing.
I've been struggling with this card for days and here it is 9:30am and I still haven't come up with anything that I'm happy with. Hubby keeps telling me that this should be fun not frustrating and I agree but some how I've got myself to a place where I can't think straight never mind think creatively. I can't even find a place to start. *sigh*
Yesterday wasn't a great day...I had my "weigh in" at Curves and I gained 5lbs since the 9th of December. I'm not surprised but also not too happy about it. So instead of having 12 lbs to go, now I have 17. :o(
Oh and Teddy...I'd told a couple of people that he was doing really well with the house training thing. Spoke too soon. Yesterday and the day before he pooped in the living room! What the heck! He had been coming and barking when he needed to go out but I don't remember him "telling" me it was time on these two occasions. Perhaps I missed it being distracted and preoccupied with the swap card. *sigh*
I've got pictures to upload to my Stampin' Up! site but I haven't got around to that. Teddy and I haven't practiced for puppy class nearly enough. Lately it seems like everything I touch goes to hell in a hand cart. (I was going to say it turns into a disaster but that might be too extreme, but not far off)
It's nearly two years pass the time I finished chemo and I am still trying to cope with the new me thanks to chemo brain. I'm disorganized, forgetful, and impatient. I can't multi-task...I have tunnel vision. I used to be able to juggle many things and had no problem but not now. I'll never be the person I was but I'm at a loss as to how to cope being the person I am now. Hubby talked to me and offered suggestions for coping but my brain is filled with so much clutter I can't think clear enough to try and implement some of his suggestions.
Retail therapy would offer a diversion but Teddy has puppy class this evening so driving 45 minutes to the city and 45 minutes back twice in one day doesn't seem very sensible.
That's it. I'm wasting my time here in the craft room. I'll go do dishes and some other things that could use attention. Maybe a sense of accomplishment however small in another area with help the whole "creative" thing.