It really is the little things that hurt…and heal. Seeing affection and pride felt by those whom you wish were proud of you. Or who paid enough attention to see who you really were. So I end up feeling the little green eyed monster creep in. And then I self recriminate because I see myself as better than that. I don’t do my writing or my crafts or my art for the recognition. I really don’t. I do all of it for me. However, the primal urge for recognition exists in everyone. Then along with the self doubt, a few someone’s stood up for me. It heals the little cracks in my soul.
Category: Life
Day twenty three
Day twenty two
Day twenty one
Day nineteen
1. Claustrophobia – I have been afraid of closed in spaces for a very long time.
2. Helplessness – I can not handle being helpless. I have been a survivor… so I don’t do being helpless well.
3. Heights – although I think it is more a fear of falling.
4. Being alone – the huge fear of loss.
5. Tbh — only thing four above.
Day seventeen
Day sixteen
Today this has been a day….
°6am woke up and got my angel up.
°7am got her off to school
°till 830 spent writing
°went back to bed until 1130
°1130 checked social media
°12pm ran vacuum, cleaned bathroom, picked up living room
°1 did articles for my sister’s faeries
°230 Ate hot dogs
°345 greeted my baby and listened to her day
°5 laid down for a nap as my back had been in pain all day.
° 7 got up made dinner
° 8 took a shower
°9 family television time
°10 angel bedtime
°10 till 12 more writing time (and some social media too.)
°12-130 goofing off / me time
°130 me bedtime
Some difference each day but this is generally my day. What’s yours?
Day fifteen
To be honest this took actual thought. Quite a bit of thought. Not much really irritates me…I am something of an easygoing person. I even asked those who know me best to get a feel for what I would be perceived as having as a pet peeve. My daughter figures my pet peeve (once I explained the term ) was her misbehaving and disrespecting me. I really don’t think of her random teenage moments (as she is actually a really good kid) as being worth counting as my pet peeve. I am just her mother. That means I hide the amusement when she is acting as stubborn as she does. My boyfriend of twenty years just I don’t knowed at me….so I must not really have one that stands out to him. My sister told me it was stupid people. Okay uhm…yeah. I really have issues with those who are purposely ignorant or hurtful. So my pet peeves list is a total of one… that’s not bad.
What’s yours? And why?
Day fourteen
Day thirteen
(Just an fyi…day fourteen may be late. I have an event I am doing… a very public event selling my crafts… which is btw making me neurotic….. so I am not sure how up to anything I will be afterwards…. but I will do the blog asap. I promise.)
I am a stay at home sort. Hence the neurotic meltdown… lol. I really am introverted. However I am wanting to make an honest attempt at seeing how my crafts sell… so my first ever event. I have approximately 100 hair clips. About 150 hook style earrings, nearly a hundred post style. About fifty pendants /necklaces. At least Six picnic utensil holders. Some painted rocks. Some bracelets, broach pins, keychains. Some clothes pin dolls. Aaaaand I feel like I am not going to have enough to sell. so I am making bookmarks to keep my sanity. If you are anywhere near Keyser, WV on Saturday come see me. We will be in the south end park over by the tennis courts. There will be two food vendors, face painting, a bounce house. There is quite a few vendors signed up. Potomac Valley Hospital is going to be having an event there too.
So don’t mind me….
I’ll just keep making and see y’all there.









