my new favorite picture in the whole world, taken last Saturday.
I must admit, I've disappeared this last week because I've been in a bit of a funk, and really, who wants to read about that? By the way, you should leave if you don't, because I am going to write about it. Hormones are obviously the largest of all contributors, as is the fatigue and the still-present nausea and something that can't decide if it's a cold or springtime allergies. I can't control those, though.
Let me interrupt this blog post to tell you that my son just brought me a plastic medal and said "This is for the best mom I ever saw and because I love you." Let me now pause to wipe tears from my eyes. Okay, back to blogging.
As I was saying, I can't control any of those things, so I've been looking at what I can control.
I can help the fatigue by going to bed at a decent hour.
I can remind myself that hormones significantly shorten my fuse and that I should cut everyone (Stinky, other drivers, cranky women at church, and myself, to name a few) some slack.
I can take the time for things that make me happy like crafting and writing here, both of which have been woefully neglected.
I can stop procrastinating dealing with things that are ugly because they're never as bad as I think.
I can ask for help when I need it, instead of absorbing everything until I lose it at the slightest provocation.
So, with that, I'm back to writing, and hopefully to crafting soon. There's no lack of projects (or deadlines that I'm, yes, procrastinating).