Paralyzed From the Brain Down - April 3, 2020

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To say the past weeks have been weird is an understatement. I have been trying to work from home, but it's difficult. What's worse is that I'm home more, but am completely unable to paint! I'm paralyzed and I can't figure out what's wrong. My husband says all psychological problems are inherently fixable if you can articulate what the problem is. So when I can't articulate it, I feel worse, like it's only ME standing in the way of feeling better. If only I were smarter.
One fun thing is that my siblings and I are all talking more online. Yesterday we had the best conversation because one never-available-when-we-group-call sibling actually took part! Unfortunately, they also got mad when I took a (lot) screenshots. I touched up one of the screenshots to show how they should really feel about me. 

I'm thinking of downloading some filters for my next meeting at work and looking like the potato lady I can't stop laughing at this picture. 

And laugh…

Hello My Name is Heather

When it has been a while between posts, I sometimes feel that I have to re-introduce myself.

Hi, my name is Heather and this is my blog.

It's been quite a week. Last Friday afternoon, my husband called me at work to tell me he feared he was being laid off at the end of the day. It turned out to simply be a disciplinary thing and he was suspended for three days. This is the third time this has happened to him. There is a person at the work who is behind this problem and I'm feeling very uncharitable and hoping this person gets laid off himself. He has caused me and my family a lot of grief.

The family schedule this week has made it so that I've been gone every evening since last Monday. When I'm out that often, I get really cranky. And that's being kind to myself. I am a bad lady. Mean. I was looking forward to this weekend with two days off to myself (with Kiff, of course). Brian didn't tell me he had the kids for extra time and was taking the day off to be with them. There went my alone time. It's hard for me to comprehend that this man can't understand that his being around is a LOT OF WORK FOR ME. And his kids are quadruple work.

I ended up coming home from church early with a headache. I laid down and fell into that not-asleep, but paralyzed/dreaming state that is almost as good as a nap until Kenneth burst into my room and climbed into the bed and onto my head an hour later (when church was really over). Why does he ALWAYS sit or lay or something on my head?

I'm going to try to do something art-related tomorrow, even with a house full of people. Wish me luck.

Comments

Nancy said…
It's tough when you think you have some down time and then find out it ain't so, and probably quite the opposite. I need my alone time to the point of staying up to all sorts of crazy hours (tonight as an example). Hope you find some time for yourself and for the art you love.

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