life is Funny
First off, thanks to everyone who offered condolences after Lavi's death. We still don't know why he died, and I think it's made us a touch paranoid. Every time so much as eats less than it usually eats or doesn't eat at all we get all nervous... only to find out the dog got into the kittens' chow and that's why they're not hungy or they're puking :P Oh, dogs, so smart and so dumb.
So the job thing is pretty much figured out and I'm finally used to it both mentally and physically. I find house cleaning to be quite realixing, and it offers a great opportunity to think out stories. Although I really need to stop thinking up creepy stories when cleaning a big house all by myself. I get ridiculously jumpy when I do that.
I also seem to be going through a rather unusual state of mind when it comes to writing and doll-making. I'm the kind of person who likes to focus my energy on one thing at a time. Although I am capable of both focusing on my writing then shifting that focus to making my dolls, I much prefer doing them one at a time - writing especially since it can end up being an all day thing. The thing is, I try to do both when I can, and when I can't - when I end up focusing on only one thing - I find myself feeling bitter toward the other thing. For example, when all I want to do is write I feel annoyed that I have a doll I'm working on that I need to finish. If I'm working on a doll, I feel annoyed that there's a story I need to write. It's like my brain refuses to accept the fact that it's okay if I focus on only one thin. The other thing can wait because I'll eventually get back to it since I always do. There's no rush, and taking a break form "other thing" is actually beneficial.
So, yeah, it's still one more thing I need to get used to.
So the job thing is pretty much figured out and I'm finally used to it both mentally and physically. I find house cleaning to be quite realixing, and it offers a great opportunity to think out stories. Although I really need to stop thinking up creepy stories when cleaning a big house all by myself. I get ridiculously jumpy when I do that.
I also seem to be going through a rather unusual state of mind when it comes to writing and doll-making. I'm the kind of person who likes to focus my energy on one thing at a time. Although I am capable of both focusing on my writing then shifting that focus to making my dolls, I much prefer doing them one at a time - writing especially since it can end up being an all day thing. The thing is, I try to do both when I can, and when I can't - when I end up focusing on only one thing - I find myself feeling bitter toward the other thing. For example, when all I want to do is write I feel annoyed that I have a doll I'm working on that I need to finish. If I'm working on a doll, I feel annoyed that there's a story I need to write. It's like my brain refuses to accept the fact that it's okay if I focus on only one thin. The other thing can wait because I'll eventually get back to it since I always do. There's no rush, and taking a break form "other thing" is actually beneficial.
So, yeah, it's still one more thing I need to get used to.