I just read Leah's post on the Finding Water Blog, and it so echoes how I feel. I am struggling, just as Leah mentioned she is--I did at least part of my morning pages every day this last week, but never first thing in the morning--I didn't do an Artist's Date, and I didn't take a walk. This week just seemed to gobble me up--there was nothing of me left to share.
I was out of my Zoloft for three days, which I'm sure hasn't helped. I didn't sleep well while waiting for the baby goats to arrive--had an unpleasant meeting at school--my dad's other ear "went out", so now he can't hear at all--I miss talking to him every day on the phone and feel so cut off! Richard's leaving for an accreditation in Barstow tomorrow and will be gone most of the week--The momma goat appears to be rejecting the smaller of the two babies--luckily the neighbor has a goat with too much milk...of course my girls are thrilled at the idea of bottlefeeding a baby goat.
Anyhow, I'm feeling overwhelmed. This week I'm going to make a point of doing my morning pages in the morning before the kids get up--I won't miss any days of my medication, now that my prescription's refilled--and I will do an Artist's Date and a Walk.
One bright spot is that I've been practicing my piano and loving it so much! My next lesson is this Thursday morning, and I'm looking forward to it.