From about a week ago. Look at that sweet face!

Well, my friends, yesterday was not pretty. I was short tempered, everything was making me angry, Don was making me angry, I felt my blood pressure going up. I finally realized that my tamped down anger and rage over the election results had finally emerged – full blown. It had taken me a while to realize that it wasn’t just ‘being in a bad mood.’ Far from it.

That rage took over the day and I couldn’t fight it off. I finally told Don what I thought was happening. I apologized for being tough on him. And I asked for help. Asking for help is not easy for a perfectionist like me. But I knew Don would understand and wouldn’t judge me. (Heavens, I’m lucky!) He talked me down a bit, and he also realized that I was most likely spending too much time scrolling through the news on Threads. He was right. I was enraged. I am  enraged. But I can’t stay in that place because it’s not healthy. I finally read a bit right before dinner. After dinner, as we settled down to watch an old movie, I ditched my chair and the heating pad and sat right next to Don. He put his arm around me and halfway through the movie, I fell asleep for a bit. I felt all of the turbulent emotions of the day leave. And I slept well last night.

Today, I’ll do my best to just be, here at home, with Don. In our safe space.

It’s perfectly fine to let those emotions out, even thought I was in an uncomfortable place all day long. In the end, I felt like I went through a purge, a cleansing, something that was necessary to move forward and resist in a healthy manner.

Advice of a sort: let yourself feel it all. Then you can let it go and be productive.

It’s a little less cold today and the skies are sunny. I might be able to remove the tarp that is currently sheltering my porch plants. I’m hoping for at least another week with them.

Stay safe.

Happy Saturday,

I’ve retreated into a world of dollhouses and Blythe dolls and books.

And sleep.

Last week, I was extremely sleep deprived. I caught up on my sleep and felt better. This week, I seem to crave sleep. I’ve been taking long naps in the afternoon. I slept longer than usual last night. With all the horrific news from Fr*mp (that’s my new name for him), each cabinet candidate more unqualified than the last, I think I’m doing the equivalent of burying my head in the sand – but in this case, it’s my pillow.

How are you doing this week?

It’s also hard for me to concentrate on reading. I can only do that first thing in the morning or in the very late afternoon, before dinner. Hopefully, this will get better over time.

I’ve got some chores on today’s agenda – I’m trying to keep busy.

As for the cold weather and the porch plants, the impatiens finally bit the dust, which I expected. But my other plants are still hanging in there. How much longer I can keep them going is the question. It’s going to get a bit warmer by Sunday, so maybe a week? No rain on the horizon until – maybe – my birthday. But I don’t trust the forecast because it seems that every time we get our hopes up, the predicted rain never comes. Rain would be the perfect birthday present.

The burning bush has lost most of its leaves, but lots of red berries remain. The migrating birds that stop off here often fly directly from the birdbath to the bush in order to get a bite to eat.

I’m thinking of all of you and sending you a big hug.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

It’s very cold here this morning. The weather has been all over the place, but the lack of rain has remained constant. We are in a serious drought here, with forest fires throughout our area of New York. We’re trying to conserve water. We have a well and we don’t want it to go dry.

I wrote a little post yesterday. Tuesday is not a day I post, as a rule, but I wanted to address some issues with commenters that have been popping up on the blog. If you’re interested, just scroll down one post.

Yesterday, I finished We Solve Murders  by Richard Osman. It’s fabulous! I wondered whether I would adjust to a new series with a whole new cast of characters, but I fell for it hook, line, and sinker. He’s such a wonderful writer. Not only does he plot a heck of a mystery, but his characters are all so richly drawn. His dry wit is also on display throughout the book. He’s become a favorite author. Read it, my friends. Especially now. We need a wonderful escape – one that makes us smile.

Now, I’m reading another Orphan X novel by Gregg Hurwitz. There’s one more after this one and then I’ll be all caught up. And I’m hoping to read Wintering  by Katherine May, a book I’ve had on hand for three years and have managed to avoid. I don’t know why because it has rave reviews. I’ll read anything and everything that can help me cope during the horrors that might be coming.

I want to start in on the dollhouse but the process can be expensive. I’m suddenly worried about money. Gee, I wonder why? So, I’ll do what I can do with the things I have on hand, but then I’ll have to stop for a while.

Imogen in black & white.

I’m feeling under the weather today, so I will make this brief.

Sending love to all of you.

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.