And I’m Back!

Again. Maybe? Who knows. I had moved my laptop to the office/storage/other bedroom and so didn’t bother doing anything that required doing typing for a while. I found the cord to charge my Bluetooth keyboard for the iPad, so now it’s charged and I no longer have that excuse. And of course, there’s the usual daily headaches and chronic migraines. My last migraine lasted for 5 days, so… yeah. Add to that a general depression, and I lacked motivation. While doing a blog was my own idea and it’s never been a habit, I put so much importance on starting to do this more often that it became a looming chore. Because it was a looming chore, I kept putting it off. And the cycle continued.

This happens a lot to people with mental health issues and/or chronic procrastinators. It’s a completely normal thing that millions of people probably do, but it still makes many people (including myself) extremely uncomfortable to admit. What if we were all honest that there are some things that we put so much importance on that we are even less likely to do it? Isn’t this what we do every New Year (however we measure the year, there are usually some kind of resolutions, yes?)? What if we stopped beating ourselves up for not completing our to-do lists? What if we stopped making these unattainable lists in the first place?

I finally finished my mom’s socks back in May, so this blog is obviously not the only thing being neglected. I had taken a break from the socks because I needed some simpler projects to work on. I made a garter stitch shawl and diagonal stitch scarf. Then I picked up Mom’s socks again. She still hasn’t gotten them, but they are on the “to weave in ends” pile. Right now, I’m working on two pairs of socks.  I started a second attempt at a pair of Skew Socks for myself and then started a pair of simple stockinette socks so I could take something along with me to various appointments and in waiting rooms. Photos are on a different device, but I’ll try not to procrastinate too much and do a post with pics of and links to these projects.

I’ve also read several books, though only a few are on the list of neglected DRCs that I had made in November 2016. Or maybe they were. I haven’t gotten caught up on the reviews, though I do have one that I will post later today.

 

 

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Sleeping the Day Away

Yesterday, I literally slept the day away. Yes, I’m using “literally” correctly.

About 13 years ago, I worked the night shift (11:30-7:30) at a hotel in my hometown. My grandparents also live in the same town, but my grandpa never seemed to grasp that because I worked nights, I had to sleep during a large chunk of the day. He would frequently come by at 10-11 AM and, when neither my mother (who also worked nights) nor I would answer the door, he would pound on our bedroom windows until someone got up. Inevitably, he would also castigate us with “you’re sleeping the day away!” Eventually, we threatened to go over to his house at 3 AM and pound on his window until he woke up, then tell him he’s “sleeping the night away.” We all knew that because he was going deaf, it would wake my grandma up before he noticed; however, we must’ve sounded serious enough because he stopped. Mom and I still tell this story and, now that I’m a “day person” most of the time, I use “You’re sleeping the day away!” as the name for my alarm.

As a person who has both physical and mental illnesses, there are days that I can barely get out of bed. It happens. Sometimes, I am in either too much pain or just simply lack the motivation. Especially now that I am not working and on Disability. I’ve had to learn to be kinder to myself. I’ve had to learn to count small tasks like getting up, feeding the pets, feeding myself, and brushing my hair as major accomplishments. I’ve learned that, sometimes, sleeping the day away is exactly what I need so that I can do more the next day.