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73 degrees F here in Dallas, TX & overcast. I do so understand feeling super hot, because, Texas. OMG I LOVE THAT YOU HAVE A TORTOISE! Sorry, I just get uncontrollably excited about some things. ;) Have you read Roald Dahl's children's book Esio Trot? If not, you must. I insist & you will love it. Find the one with the illustrations by Quentin Blake - classic! These things (garden tortoises & Roald Dahl) are two of my British loves, I'm sure you can guess at least one other.
At the moment I'm writing this post, which has interrupted Day 2 of Project: Untangle the Not-Thin But Not-Thick Black Thread That Used to Edge the Green Blanket That Is Now My Son's Hooded Cloak (My son, henceforth known as Bugbear, is too tall to be a Dwarf or a Hobbit [and he's only 7!] but too short to be a Ranger or Elf, but the "cloak" is a soft Hunter Green throw, and he looks like a true adventurer, so bold. I love my kid! [Hehehehe - kid means "baby goat" :P - appropro or nothin'. ]), so I sit by the window listening to Yiruma & I focus on a piece of minutiae.
I found one end of the thread yesterday & started the detangle process, winding the thread around a folded toilet paper roll. I only came across two true knots - the rest is mostly just kinks & tangles. Today I found the other end & tied it with a slipknot around a bead, so I can work from that end, back to where a knot has trapped the thread.
Why? 'Cause I want to. Makes me feel good.
Why? Mental health reasons. I'm having a frenetic state of being at the moment. Something that takes a focus, like untangling this thread does, will tether my brain so it doesn't fly off, get lost, & not come home for weeks. Listening to Yiruma helps foster a sense of calm & serenity that keeps my brain from straining at it's tether, letting the brain just float like a helium-filled balloon.
Oh my goodness, this post is starting to sound coherent. I hope this post helps someone make sense of what it may take for a person to cope with being in a manic state (for example, when someone has a bipolar diagnosis and is on one of their "ups" or "highs" - the "manic" part of the obsolete term "manic-depressive"). I'll talk about depression some other time.
I am boldly inspired by Jenny Lawson aka The Bloggess and many other fine folk; the "stigma" part of the mental health discourse simply must be Dalek-focus EXTERMINATEd! So I'm doing my part to talk about it - in my way, with my POV, my first-hand experience, my second-hand experience, my educated knowledge, my similes & metaphors abounding, and my sense of humor.
"Life is like a simile, but metaphor IS life" - words of Lisa L. Swanson.
And, as Mindy from Animaniacs used to say, "Okay, I love you, buh-bye!"
Hello lovelies! I’m aware the temperature here in England is nothing compared to the temperature in a lot of places, but it feels super hot to me and my pathetic English skin. I’m enjoying it while I can, sitting on my back step with my tortoise, although she seems to be hiding from the sun at the moment. What’s everyone else doing this fine day?