Life is not so swell right now. There’s too much stress, both in my professional life and in my personal life. It’s like everything is ganging up on me all at once, expecting me to waltz on a turntable while wearing stiletto heels and a bear suit, but the music is way too fast and why the fuck am I wearing the damn bear suit?
Sorry, I digress.
Work is getting to be flat out overwhelming sometimes. There’s only so much of me to go around and there are a whole lot of projects that I’m expected to work on. I’m doing the best I can, treading water mostly, but I’m good at it.
The personal life stuff centers around my sister and her youngest daughter. A is 10 and is being treated for anxiety. Our (mom, sis, and I) opinion is that she’s also dealing with OCD. It’s hard because she can’t really articulate what she needs or even what triggers her to have “meltdowns.” It’s hard because we feel helpless right now. So sis is working to find her a better therapist and psychiatrist and that will hopefully help, a LOT.
Mom and Lancelot are good, thank dog. L and I tend to take turns in the mornings when I’m driving him home from work venting our frustrations from the day before. It’s nice supplemental therapy for me.
I am still knitting, which is part of what keeps me sane. I finished the striped shawl last night but, true to form, did not take a picture. It’s not terribly bit but I think it’s cute. I haven’t yet finished the green scarf with the buttons but I have worked on it. And I’ve been working on this…
It’s a very basic entrelac scarf using size 3 needles and Malabrigo Sock in the Rayon Vert colorway. I love it. It’s definitely going to be an indoor accessory type of scarf as opposed to actual warm outerwear.
Eric says you don’t need warm outerwear if you stay inside snuggled in your kitty bed all day.
I kind of feel like I have too many irons in the fire, and today I totally haz the dumbz, but I’m managing. I know the things I need to do in order to take care of myself and I’m doing my best to do them. I just keep reminding myself that, to date, my survival rate has been 100%. And that is definitely worth celebrating.