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Apropos of nothing much
Mar. 17th, 2014 07:14 pmWell, it's been a long time since I've updated my journal. If I find I've become so used to keeping my thoughts to myself that it's hard to get them out. I stopped writing, even mostly stopped telling myself bedtime stories, which is something I've only done once before, and that made me very unhappy. I'm locked inside my head. I'm not sure if it's the depression, or the antidepressants, or if it's just habit from when I couldn't talk about anything that was happening in case it made things worse. In any case, it's actually painful for me to get words out, let alone put them down on the page.
Not an excuse, I know, but an explanation.
Anyway, this is me trying to get words out again. if I can update this journal every day, it should get easier, right? Like exercising every day. Not that I do that either, since my ME is worse, but it's the thought that counts!
What's new? I guess that depends on when I last updated. I'm unemployed, since I'm a full-time carer for my husband. I doubt I could hold down even a part-time job at the moment, anyway. So I spend my time looking after Jerry, the dogs, the house, knitting, and reading an awful lot of fanfic. It's very quiet, but that's for the best. I say quiet, but a tractor has just pulled into the field next door and is spraying slurry. Mm!
We have three dogs now; in addition to Planck and Newton, we adopted Dante from the animal sanctuary at the end of last August. He is a Belgian Shepherd, around eighteen months old, and the three dogs get along very well. Hurrah!
Today I'm tired. I made paper logs last night from all the cardboard packaging and junk mail. It's quite a physical process, and there was a lot of waste paper to get through. So, twenty logs later, today I'm tired and I don't think I'll be going shopping. Enough updating! Dragon Dictate is annoying me and I haven't the brain or the patience to deal with it. I'll try again tomorrow.
Not an excuse, I know, but an explanation.
Anyway, this is me trying to get words out again. if I can update this journal every day, it should get easier, right? Like exercising every day. Not that I do that either, since my ME is worse, but it's the thought that counts!
What's new? I guess that depends on when I last updated. I'm unemployed, since I'm a full-time carer for my husband. I doubt I could hold down even a part-time job at the moment, anyway. So I spend my time looking after Jerry, the dogs, the house, knitting, and reading an awful lot of fanfic. It's very quiet, but that's for the best. I say quiet, but a tractor has just pulled into the field next door and is spraying slurry. Mm!
We have three dogs now; in addition to Planck and Newton, we adopted Dante from the animal sanctuary at the end of last August. He is a Belgian Shepherd, around eighteen months old, and the three dogs get along very well. Hurrah!
Today I'm tired. I made paper logs last night from all the cardboard packaging and junk mail. It's quite a physical process, and there was a lot of waste paper to get through. So, twenty logs later, today I'm tired and I don't think I'll be going shopping. Enough updating! Dragon Dictate is annoying me and I haven't the brain or the patience to deal with it. I'll try again tomorrow.
