slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: depression/anxiety
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If you’ve been following me for a while, I guess you’ve noticed that my website has changed. Drastically. I can’t say I’m that happy about it, but I was fiddling around with some different templates, thinking that I was looking at a preview, and instead lost my previous template. It was an older one, for…
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Retirement is so weird. The world is disgustingly surreal. The day is over before I know it. It goes so fast. I was supposed to have so much time on my hands to do ALL THE THINGS. Much of it is wasted on computer games and scrolling through social media. I do focus on artists,…
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The biggest thing I plan to do today is stay out of my bedroom. As a recovering agoraphobic, it becomes my cocoon during times of great stress. When it is this cold those blankets beckon me. I bury my thoughts in reading novels and playing games and puzzles for those addictive dopamine hits. It helps…
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We haven’t been to the lake since April and will take a short trip down there with a couple of friends soon. We were going to go this past weekend and stay through the week, but between the heat wave and my reluctance to leave Pablocito alone for the first time in his life, we…
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Almost got sucked down the social media rabbit hole again this morning. I’ve been trying to spend a lot less time on Facebook, but Threads is my major distraction these days. I highly recommend it as an alternative to Xitter, and it is increasingly populated by the major journalists and personalities that have abandoned that…
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Well, it’s been a crazy week. I was lucky to spend the previous week with Edwina Bringle and a fabulous small group of fiber artists at Wildacres Retreat near Little Switzerland, North Carolina, but that post will be coming after I sweep out the brainpan. “Be careful what you wish for,” as in when you…
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Now that I seem to be out of my depression hole, I’m capable of thinking more clearly of what’s ahead of me without shutting down. That’s great timing, because I am very sad about my brother-in-law’s change in prognosis. I’m angry at the world in general. I’m frustrated with the bureaucracy at work and its…
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Just a quick update to say that my migraines are gone and my ankle is much better, although I am still babying it today. The ant situation is much, much better now too. Only a few confused ones are still showing up for dinner, and finding Terro on the plate. Watched the first episode of…
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Warning: much angst in the following post. Well. It’s hard to know how to begin this morning. I was advised to stop reading the news on Tuesday because I am “fragile.” That obviously did not happen. How can I not read or watch the news? I am an INTJ, an Enneagram One, the planner, the…
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Diego is sitting on the arm of my chair, wondering what happened to the mouse they chased last night. I disposed of the little body a few minutes ago. I grew up with mice in the house so I’ve never had disgust for them. While I am pleased that the cats are doing SOMEthing to…
slowly she turned 