anxiety – A Hermitess

Grandma’s School of Decorating

It’s late and I’m writing. I wish I knew why I can’t seem to write during the day while the kids are at school and my husband is at work. No, the words can’t start flowing until after 10pm. When I’m teetering on the edge of sleep happiness. I feel as though I’m preparing forContinue reading “Grandma’s School of Decorating”

Baby Brain is real.

I have forgotten what it’s like to have such a small baby. My third child. A surprise son when I thought I was done. Cool, a rhyme. Like the baby books I now read all the time. I sit here trying to remember how to type. Trying to remember how to make the brain doContinue reading “Baby Brain is real.”

Does This Blog Make Me A Writer?

I’ve let this whole project/blog/thing fall by the wayside, haven’t I? In the past few months I’ve really considered shutting the whole thing down. But something always makes me pause and want to start again. I write a few things and save them in my ever expanding draft file. Then life gets in the wayContinue reading “Does This Blog Make Me A Writer?”

Is It Over Yet?

I am exhausted. Yet, I feel like I’m getting nothing done. Today I realized that I couldn’t remember the last time I watered the plants. I’ve been keeping up with it really well up until a few weeks ago. Then I discovered my new weird ass succulent that looked like a dinosaur mouth and hadContinue reading “Is It Over Yet?”

Crazy Covid Coaster

I Know, I haven’t written in a long time. Well I have written but I haven’t published it. Mostly because everything has been a rant or a ramble. I think too much of what I’ve read lately has been of that same anxious/afraid/angry thread and I don’t want to follow that crowd. My anxiety wasContinue reading “Crazy Covid Coaster”