Tag Archives: mental health

Cinnamon

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I have to preface with saying that yes, cinnamon rolls happened, but my dumbass left the oven on half the day before I was reminded that the oven was on. Whups. But at least they did happen, and were well received by the fam (and I got to eat most of them anyways <__<). Today has been a laid back… Read more »

Whoopsie

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We got a knock on the door this afternoon. It turns out we’d left our garage open overnight, and the neighbour whose front of house is pointed that way wanted to make sure we knew. He waited as long as he did because hey, in a village, not like it was a real risk. And indeed, nobody took anything… though… Read more »

Inside the Bag of Holding

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This is my magical messenger bag. I briefly switched to a ‘proper’ knitting bag for going to my knitting groups, but I gave it up and returned to said bag — because it holds everything and then some. I’ve not even loaded my tech into it, and yet there is still plenty of room. I’ve got my bowl + sock… Read more »

Inattentive

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I realised earlier today that I’ve been chewing on my lip. I’m not sure why I have, but like all those ‘bad’ habits, I guess I’ll have to try and pay attention and break myself of it. Again. At least it’s not as bad as when I gnawed a ridge into my cheek, or the callous that existed on my… Read more »

Pleasant Travels

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Yeah okay, I know, it’s all gloomy and rainy, but like… I dig it, especially when the temp is just low enough that the heat factor humidity brings isn’t murdering me. It was cool enough to be pleasant and fresh, and that is invigorating after a fashion. Having said that, still recovering from last weekend, woo chronic fatigue. ¬¬ At… Read more »

Fly Away

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Today’s cringe-worthy subject line comes to you compliments of the yarn being used. The shade is called ‘Pegasus‘, so yanno, wings, har har. I couldn’t resist it though, because besides being a pretty colourway, my high school mascot was the Pegasus. Well, my home town had a thing with Pegai in general.. ‘For those who grew up in Dallas, Pegasus… Read more »

Not Today, Satan

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Apparently, I am still run over from Saturday. My brain is doing its best to be absolute trash; paranoia and anxiety are spiking for absolutely no freaking reason. Of course, my body is pretty worn out too. Having to fetch the littlest from school in the rain was hard, to say the least. She wasn’t down with it either and… Read more »

Click Click

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One of my least redeeming features is when my anxiety pushes past the point of reason. There is a very good chance that I will start screaming and throwing things and just generally flipping out because of the level of mental and physical distress it puts me in. Between a needy toddler and a shouty cat, I kind of started… Read more »

Third Time?

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I have once again cast off on my effin’ pussyhat. I’m doubling up the alpaca on itself to give me a good thick rib, and I am going to either love it or burn it. xD Well, if one could get anything to burn today — it’s quite wet around here. I lucked out that it was dry during the… Read more »

Two Like Glue

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Tonight’s picture comes to you compliments of the girls being silly after dinner. I’m not sure whose idea it was out of the two of them, but they kept the up and down going for a good few minutes. And then Littler topped it off by walking over to me and trying to climb me like one of those climbing… Read more »