Well, after a month it has become obvious that this blog is nothing more than my online diary. And another way for me to talk to my BFF - myself! It just means I can actually say what is truly on my mind. Nobody will ignore me because they don't want to hear that I have had a bad day. I do not have to pretend that my life I wonderful. But I have some place to really vent and get my feeling out.
Today I took a selfie, which I have done before. But 9 out of 10 times, they get deleted. I do not like the way I look. I am my worse critic. This one however, turned out okay. I even put it on Instagram. I have been fighting depression lately, worse than normal. I am to the point where I cry nearly every day. Everything seems to be out of my control, I am having health issues and I just do not want to get out of bed most days. And when I get home I try to go in the scrap room (which Tom has finally started working on again!) and I end up just sitting there. I started packing more stuff up and getting it out of there. The only thing I seem to be getting done - slowly - is going through and getting rid of things. I am packing bags and boxes for Purple Heart. Clothing, books. I am getting rid of little knickknacks that used to mean so much to me. I feel as if nothing means anything to me anymore. Well the exception seems to be my dogs - some days. But they let me know when they have spent too much time alone. Another thing I cannot control. Right now I am watching the clock... praying 3:30 comes and I can go home, grab some wine and crawl under the covers until the alarm screams at me to get up and try to survive another day.