I am suffering from a severe lack of ambition. I need to clean the bathroom, vacuum the rugs, read my physiology textbook, and get around to cooking something. I need to do meal planning and eat a balanced diet. I need to work on the novel. I need to make quilt basting spray. I need to quilt the suicide quilt now that I’ve figured out how I want to quilt it. I need to make the isolation quilt now that I’ve got a firm design worked out. I need to get back to exercising. I need to unload the dishwasher. I need to put ingredients in the bread machine and make bread before Jim does something horrible like buying bread at the grocery store. I need to select fabric designs and have Spoonflower proof them so I can sell my designs. I need to take my vitamins.
I’m not doing a damn thing.
Almost not a damn thing. I did a load of laundry this morning and sprayed mold killer in the shower. Now, I need to put clean sheets on the bed. I’m not doing that, either.
I don’t know how to get myself out of this funk. I’d love to go back to the gym, but it’s too dangerous because the county I live in is a hotspot. My severely decreased endurance is scaring me. Many days, I go outside and take photos. It doesn’t help. I’m making some progress on the insomnia. Even getting 6 hours sleep a night doesn’t help. I was getting 4 hours sleep.
The broken tooth has limited my food choices. I still have lots of food options and I don’t feel like making any one of those options. Yesterday, I soaked some dried cherries in water and intend, someday, to use the cherries in cookies. I should probably take my anti-anxiety med, but that requires I walk into the kitchen where the meds are kept. I don’t feel like doing that.
I have always had problems concentrating, but it’s worse now. I know a good part of that is lack of sleep. That doesn’t comfort me. I’ve had extreme anxiety for so long that extreme anxiety feels normal.
Bleah.
Manipulated grass photo. Eventually, I’ll find the ambition to pick out designs to have proofed. Once proofed, I can sell the designs on Spoonflower. My Spoonflower shop is here: https://www.spoonflower.com/profiles/deb_thuman
Fuzzy Wuzzy was a creosote bush seedpod.
Tunas. Those red things are prickly pear seed pods. They’re edible. People eat them, turn them into jam, or turn them into wine.
Just to prove I really can take the stick out of my butt…..
Normally, I try hard to get accurate colors. This time, something interesting happened while editing this shot. The flower really is this shade of yellow. The background, in real life, is desert brown. I like what happened here.
I frequently take shots of patterns. Can you figure out what this is a shot of? Hint: it’s not wood.
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