The ankle's better, as long as I remember to be careful getting up. The cough's getting better, the sore throat's getting worse (I think). My rainbow cross-stitch snowflake project is coming along nicely, so soon I'm going to have to figure out how to string them up and where. It's a tiny pattern that I've now got memorized, so it's almost like that knitting experience I always hoped for but never really got to, tly stitching on autopilot.
I'm super-tempted to post an anonymous ask in a local mutual aid slack group to see if there are any knitters who need anything untangled. Much like I'm playing sudoku instead of reading because I need things to end clearly and cleanly and have right answers, I'd like something to sort or untangle or alphabetize (but putting my one things in disorder so I have something to do that with doesn't really scratch the itch).
Light tried to convince me that if we got a holiday tree I needed to get rid of my four floor-to-ceiling stacks of Chewy boxes but I'm far too committed to the bit to allow that to happen so to start, I'm just going to relocate them. That said, I kept 2019's tree up until July of this year, so who knows when the boxes will move back upstairs. (unless I build a tree enclosure with them, which isn't entirely outside the realm of possibility. Like mary in half a bathtub shrines, except a pagan tree and cardboard boxes that pet food comes in.)
It's been almost a month since I've taken my new stimulant meds, somehow combining being sick with being energetic seemed kind of cruel, and I stick by that, but it's been pretty illuminating to see how much the combination of not being on that medication and not getting out of the house on walks has been tanking my mood. (as has not cooking as much as I want, or cleaning as much as I want, or being able to be present in my relationships or my volunteer efforts or my own brain)
Proof of last year's tree's 'longevity'.
I'm super-tempted to post an anonymous ask in a local mutual aid slack group to see if there are any knitters who need anything untangled. Much like I'm playing sudoku instead of reading because I need things to end clearly and cleanly and have right answers, I'd like something to sort or untangle or alphabetize (but putting my one things in disorder so I have something to do that with doesn't really scratch the itch).
Light tried to convince me that if we got a holiday tree I needed to get rid of my four floor-to-ceiling stacks of Chewy boxes but I'm far too committed to the bit to allow that to happen so to start, I'm just going to relocate them. That said, I kept 2019's tree up until July of this year, so who knows when the boxes will move back upstairs. (unless I build a tree enclosure with them, which isn't entirely outside the realm of possibility. Like mary in half a bathtub shrines, except a pagan tree and cardboard boxes that pet food comes in.)
It's been almost a month since I've taken my new stimulant meds, somehow combining being sick with being energetic seemed kind of cruel, and I stick by that, but it's been pretty illuminating to see how much the combination of not being on that medication and not getting out of the house on walks has been tanking my mood. (as has not cooking as much as I want, or cleaning as much as I want, or being able to be present in my relationships or my volunteer efforts or my own brain)
Proof of last year's tree's 'longevity'.

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Date: 2020-12-13 02:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-12-13 10:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-12-14 03:42 am (UTC)What about making a tree OUT OF THE BOXES?
Also...if you're willing, I'm curious about the stimulant meds. I was on Adderall for a time, even though a lot of my symptomology is more depressive than classically ADD, and it was extremely helpful in a lot of ways. I just like to talk meds with folks who are willing. :)