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2024. Going anywhere inside my little world. |
| Come on the adventures of a little mouse as she writes about her opinions and her life. |
| It seems like I have a million and one things to do but at the same time I'm bored and don't know what to do with myself. I know part of it is I can't run away into my room and do my own thing. Terry (sister) wants me in the living room with her. She says we are supposed to be keeping an eye on each other. Our doctors are messing with our meds so we need looking after. I should be reading but I can't get myself to do it because of Terry's constant interruptions to get something for her. I think she is sliding back into being an invalid again. The past couple of days she has been almost in tears in pain. She complains she can't use her arm at all again. I am so sick of the whole thing. I'm also sick of the housework not being done around here. Dishes are stacked so high in the kitchen that some are stacked on the floor. The bathroom is scuzzy. There's dirty laundry everywhere. Where is David? (nephew/caregiver) Either working on the garden or the yard or sitting outside playing on his phone. I want to scream about it but I only get it thrown in my face that I don't do anything to help get it done either. I was told not to do laundry any more. I was told not to touch the dishwasher. I do pput diishes away when they are clean. I also keep track of the garbage and make sure it is taken out. I don't know what more I can do. I hardly feel like I am doing right what I do. I don't know. I want to work on my novel but I'm nodding already. |
| My Most Important Tip Keep a good supply of your tools on you at all times. I carry two small notepads and a few pens and pencils in my purse. I have one to five subject notebooks in generous supply in my room. My latest obsession is collecting pens and pencils. I can't go into a dollar store without picking up a supply of pens or notebooks. My friends know of my obsession and are always giving me cute ones they've found, Why am I so insistent on this? One simple fact: Inspiration can strike at any time. You can't make an appointment to meet up later. You can't send it to voicemail. Best to make sure you have tools on hand if you just have a second to jot down a note. Have I jotted something down and then not been able to figure out what I meant later on? Plenty of times. What do I do with it? I have a box....it's marked "pieces of string too small to save". It is full of most of the notes I've jotted on the run; snippets of dialogue I overheard, newspaper and magazine clippings..... just about anything that has inspired me at some point. Why do I have the box? When I feel like I'm totally out of ideas, I clean out the box. Something in there sparked an idea at some point and I'm banking on it will again. Okay, maybe it won't be an idea for my current project, but it will break the dam and get things flowing again. |
| Went to the bookstore with Sally (peer support). Never take me there, especially when I really don't have money. I dreamed a lot about expanding my bookshelves. After that I had an appointment with Amy (psychiatrist). It went alright. I would love to be able to change some of my meds and get rid of others but I just can't seem to talk to her about it. Maybe when I talk to her again in two months. I thought today about putting in here a list of at least my books on writing. I can see some of them from here but I can't see all the titles and I don't feel like taking them all down, at least not this morning. Maybe later in the day. I thought about clearing out my fiction shelf. I can't seem to get myself to read any of them...... and here I was looking at more today.  I did look at some things I could send to snail mail friends. Didn't buy any though. I really need to look around for Port Huron souvenirs. That would be something to send. There's something here about Thomas Edison....I think this was his childhood home but I'm not sure if it is that or something else about him. I'll have to find out.I am tired and bored. I need to go do something more constructive or go back to sleep. Thomas Alva Edison, the inventor, lived in Port Huron, Michigan with his family when he was seven years old1. He worked as a "candy butcher" aboard the Grand Trunk Railroad's commuter line between Port Huron and Detroit when he was 12 years old2. However, Edison came to loathe his hometown and wrote a letter to his father encouraging him to leave Port Huron3. |
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