Fear not my dear readers, I have not already abandoned my promise to write. Honestly, I just have been writing in an actual journal. Venting is more like it. I refuse to hold onto negative thoughts, therefore I've been purging them. I don't want to fill my blog with them either. Though from time to time it will happen. After all, I'm bipolar.. Life isn't sunshine and rainbows all the time. I can't even pretend some days.
Today isn't one of those days thankfully.. though its not a day for rainbows either. Gods its cold outside. Just shy of noon and its only 4 degrees out there. Which lately, is damn near warm. I'm not a person for the cold. With my disease, the cold is my enemy. My joints are locked up, skin is super sensitive today as well. Which means, touching is just short of torture.
My children are feeling it too. Its too cold to let them play outside and frankly they are getting bored. How can I tell? They are fighting more. Usually a sure sign of boredom in the Reed household. I love my boys, I truly do.. I just wish they would give it a rest before I decide to duct tape them to the hallway wall. I'm thinking directly across from each other so that they can make faces at each other.
I'll hold off on doing so. For the moment at least. Hubby also seems to be having a rough go today. He's ultra crabby about pretty much everything. I, myself, have had such days so I get it. However, his mood effects mine so I'm hoping he can improve it.
Not a lot has been going on in my little world. Lots of fighting between the boys and hissy fits about not getting something. The animals in my little world are also testing all of our patience. Echo, my mostly outside cat, has took it upon herself to keep marking her territory.. on my kitchen stove. DISGUSTING!
So she's been banned outside. Following this unforgivable act, Luna (whom belongs mostly to my oldest) has decided to take a squat on our wood pile inside the house.. another cat thrown into the cold. I mean seriously? We have 2 freaking litterboxes! Both of which I cleaned yesterday. Meanwhile, Bast, the cat who we got to help our littlest get over the loss of my familiar.. she's just sitting up by the food looking down on all this like " could you both be any more daft? Its freezing out!"
Sigh, tempers seem to be running hot today and personally I'm ready to sneak off into the bedroom and binge watch some Heartland. I'm a sucker of that show because I've always wanted to own a ranch and work with rescue horses.. If anyone knows of a job opening in that department, hit your girl up!
I would literally kill for a Pepsi today. I need the caffeine as I'm fighting a nasty headache, going on day three now.. yesterday was not a good day for me. The headache was so bad I couldn't stand without throwing up and blacked out twice. Both of which was near my toddler whom thought mommy is funny when she just slides to the ground like Jello. Little bird would pat my hair and when I looked at him, smile as tell me, "good job mom". I needed the encouragement I suppose and he's right.. it was a good job. I felt it coming on and would rest my back against a surface.. so I literally would slide down like a puddle of goop.
Trust me when I say, this is an improvement.
The dishes are calling to me, those whiney dirty bastards. I despise doing dishes. Almost as much as I despise folding clothes.. almost. I know I need to get into cleaning mode. However, I also got my books in the mail yesterday.. well I got 5 of 8. Part of my Christmas present from my mommy. She bought me an eBay gift card and books where just some of my purchases. All from Nora Roberts. She's my favorite author. She has this way of wrapping you into the stories and characters.
I could put off the dishes a tad bit longer and sink into someone else's world for awhile. The adult in me keeps nagging that if I get it done now, I won't have to stop reading to start cleaning. That bitch has a valid point. I hate when she has a valid point.
Well my darlings, I assure you my next post will be more interesting. Perhaps I'll do some creative writing, or post a poem.
Ok, ok.. I hear you dishes! Man I need to clean their mouths out.. such dirty dirty things they are..
Until the next page. Be well, Be positive... most importantly, Be YOU!
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