The Dabs, The Derps, and The Way Too Long Summer

We have just one more week to go, and I hope I can stay sane enough to make it. This has been one of the longest Summer’s ever… I’ve already told James that I’ll probably be completely silent for the first two weeks of the school-year, my ears have longed for peace and quiet since May. I am already planning on cleaning, a lot, like everything in sight! I’m also going to watch something other that youtube or twitch. It will be nice to not have to break up a fight between kids every thirty seconds. One more week… Just one more week.

Aug 7

July’s Crafts

July seemed to be one of those months where I was constantly behind on something. The dishes were never caught up, the laundry was endless, the cooking never stopped. It seemed like I was constantly doing something, but not getting anywhere. My anxious self can’t stand months like this last one, so thankfully I took some quiet time and headed for the yarn basket.

I finally finished knitting another scarf. I am a pretty slow knitter, but it is really relaxing to keep my hands busy with knitting needles.

Dylan’s blanket is slowly coming along. I haven’t been able to crochet on this project as much as I have wanted to.

I’ve been playing catch-up with the Temperature Blanket. I was doing well, and crocheting a row a day, and then I got behind for about a week. I keep track of the daily temperature in a journal, so it isn’t too tough to catch back up. This is where I could really use a few more hours in the day.

When the kids are playing outside, I bring along a little project to knit on.

I still can’t figure out how Agnes’ blanket is bigger than Dylan’s. I really did start his first. I don’t think that I am going to reach my goal of having these completed by the end of Summer. I am just running behind, and completely out of time.

Porch crafts. I seem to be living on the back porch while the kids are in the pool. Some days it is a little too hot to crochet on the scrappy blanket, but little knitting is just fine.

I have been asking for a craft space for quite a while. I had some craft storage in the utility room, but it is too hot in the summer, too cold in the winter, and surrounded by utility room stuff. I also have projects in my closet upstairs, and there really isn’t room for anything. I made a suggestion to James, and he set me up a little space under the stairs.

The foyer is the perfect spot for crafting. There is plenty of natural light, and room to get out my sewing machine. I haven’t brought down all of the projects just yet, as I am still trying to figure how to organize the new space.

The only downfall is that the boy’s think it is their spot to play their nintendo switch…

I hope the new space keeps me motivated, and maybe a bit more on the tidy side.

Aug 2

Five Years And Counting: Part Three

a full year in…

While picking up my prescription, I noticed a note. Need doctor’s appointment for refills. I had forgotten that after a year my doctor wanted to see me again. Darn fuzzy memory.

I scheduled my appointment before my rx ran out. This time it was easier visiting my doctor. I wasn’t as sad, but she was a little upset with me that I hadn’t told her it took nine months for me to start feeling better. We decided to continue with the same levels on my prescriptions, and I would continue making yearly appointments.

Life got a bit better. Going out in public was easier, the panic attacks were better. I still had memory issues, but my doctor said that that was normal. I also found I was relaxing more. I wasn’t as uptight, and I was even more patient with the kiddos. Chronic fatigue has arrived, and I’m so tired. I’m feeling well, exercising, eating better, smiling, hugging my kids, and tired.

I’m always tired… Always tired. Always tired.

Two years, and then three years in.

Yearly appointments, same medicine, same levels, still tired. My doctor ordered blood work to check for thyroid issues. At this point I had switched to being a full time vegetarian, and my doctor was also concerned that anemia was causing the exhaustion. All of my levels came back perfect, even my doctor was impressed with the changes from my diet. She said to keep up with the walking, that my energy should start to improve.