snippet from Sunday, September 30, 2012
Sunday, September 30, 2012
One page, good, glad this is here. What a rough weed, did I say I was in the weeds, well meant to say week yet I like how it turned out that last sentence so I'm sticking to it...last week was. Some kind of virus knocked me to the bed early in the week, mid-week was fine and then by Friday the digestive track tanked. Food choices I suspect. Have to take a look at the reality I am in as I completely went cold turkey from stealing John's greenies, yep, that's me the little thief, and then got arrogant about food. I ate shit all week and man did I pay for it. OK, these are the foods I need to say away from forever. Hot coffee, baked beans, garlic, garlic, garlic, white bread, fat...I do not digest fats so fried food is a no brainer non-choice but nooooo do I listen to myself and who designed me to not learn the first time when I suffer. Long suffering, that used to be me. Now, I suffer, I learn...anyway, back to the no list, white flour like in the saltines and peanut butter, maybe peanut butter all together, dairy in the tea in the morning in limited amounts esp. when I'm screwed up and sabotage myself. I wonder if the red wine is bad for me, although I have been drinking it for some time now and it has not seemed to wreck havoc like something did last in the weeds week.

Back to the sleep issue again I am re-thinking sleep. Article of the same name in New York Times, Sunday 23 SEpt 2012. Forgot the author. Really shed light on my patterns of wakefulness in the night and has really helped me own those personal patterns. Normal...is normal.

I need to do a frogathon with myself today, put it on Health Month and get going. Breath the air out there and do the do. I'de like to organize the studio today, putting away my card making supplies in an organized way so that I can open a drawer and just take them out when I want to put one or a hundred together. I would like to change the habit I have of laying stuff here and there so that it is available to me without having to go to a hidden place yet I must be behaving in some compensatory way because I suffered, yes I did suffer with it, the ADD I mean and one way I could stay organized is if I could see everything I needed during the day. What a way to live. Now my mind is calmer I think and I will be able to designate areas out of eyes reach and remember at the same time where it all is. It will also help if I have less. Have less. Have less. Well I have come to the end of the first page and it has been rather reassuring to me that I can unburden the mind while putting this down on the page. MN


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