Lets try this again
After a super crazy dream lsat night I have decided to try this again, even for myself since my writing sucks. Maybe it will help me get some shit out of my head.
Plus work has been kinda slow for my area and although I have a ton of house keeping items to do, that's no fun.
Yesterday afternoon I finally got to sit down and scrapbook some pictures. I haven't been able to scrapbook in over a year and doing this yesterday afternoon was almost the highlight of my weekend. I was relaxing and really enjoying everything. I even heard Ed say to the baby "mama is being creative stay in here and play with dad." And I realized I was at least trying to be creative. There isn't much in my job I can be creative on anymore and in my personal life I guess my creativity is stuck in baby mode so I was really getting in the mood.
I finished one page, yes one page and was really happy with out it turned out. the baby was really starting to get fussy, just because she wanted to see me. she even called my name a few times os I decided one page was enough for the day. I got up trying to be ever so careful (of course after warning everyone else that came through) and tripped on my mothers awesome little HP printer and pieces went flying. So much for relaxing for an hour. I new it was broken immediately. We tried to fix it but the sounds its making are not good. Ed even took part of it apart.
I was pretty upset after that which basically ruined my evening. I then had to cook dinner, do the dishes, wash the baby's bottles, get another load of clothes done and clean up which made me more tired and stressed after an afternoon of relaxing.
Right before bed I hate 2 bites of a chocolate brownie. Chocolate at night for me is like taking a hit of acid (at least thats what I am told)! The dream I had last night I have been thinking about all morning and I feel like I could never put it in the proper context. It was disturbing like No Country for Old Men and had old friends in it like looking into the mirror on Romper Room. It was just really odd.
Every turn of events I was like, wow I never could have imagined this was going to happen next. But I was the one imagining it. It was full of deceit and there were all sorts of bad shit happening. It was just down right scary. When I woke up at 3:46 after the dream I laid in bed thinking, did my mind really create all that and what the hell was I watching before bed that put those thoughts in my mind. Wow Wow Wubbzy surely couldn't have caused all those thoughts.
I now have a nice rock in my left shoulder of my back. I have been trying to rub it this morning but I look pretty stupid.
ok this is day one. We'll see how tomorrow go's.
Plus work has been kinda slow for my area and although I have a ton of house keeping items to do, that's no fun.
Yesterday afternoon I finally got to sit down and scrapbook some pictures. I haven't been able to scrapbook in over a year and doing this yesterday afternoon was almost the highlight of my weekend. I was relaxing and really enjoying everything. I even heard Ed say to the baby "mama is being creative stay in here and play with dad." And I realized I was at least trying to be creative. There isn't much in my job I can be creative on anymore and in my personal life I guess my creativity is stuck in baby mode so I was really getting in the mood.
I finished one page, yes one page and was really happy with out it turned out. the baby was really starting to get fussy, just because she wanted to see me. she even called my name a few times os I decided one page was enough for the day. I got up trying to be ever so careful (of course after warning everyone else that came through) and tripped on my mothers awesome little HP printer and pieces went flying. So much for relaxing for an hour. I new it was broken immediately. We tried to fix it but the sounds its making are not good. Ed even took part of it apart.
I was pretty upset after that which basically ruined my evening. I then had to cook dinner, do the dishes, wash the baby's bottles, get another load of clothes done and clean up which made me more tired and stressed after an afternoon of relaxing.
Right before bed I hate 2 bites of a chocolate brownie. Chocolate at night for me is like taking a hit of acid (at least thats what I am told)! The dream I had last night I have been thinking about all morning and I feel like I could never put it in the proper context. It was disturbing like No Country for Old Men and had old friends in it like looking into the mirror on Romper Room. It was just really odd.
Every turn of events I was like, wow I never could have imagined this was going to happen next. But I was the one imagining it. It was full of deceit and there were all sorts of bad shit happening. It was just down right scary. When I woke up at 3:46 after the dream I laid in bed thinking, did my mind really create all that and what the hell was I watching before bed that put those thoughts in my mind. Wow Wow Wubbzy surely couldn't have caused all those thoughts.
I now have a nice rock in my left shoulder of my back. I have been trying to rub it this morning but I look pretty stupid.
ok this is day one. We'll see how tomorrow go's.