if i were dressed in my best defenses...
July 29, 2010 at 11:54 AM (Sorry Faith-Sis)
Rough session with PB last night. Expected that, really. I'm taking today to get most of my weekend stuff done, as I'll be spending tomorrow and possibly Saturday with the nephs. I imagine I'll be doing my traditional crazy-cleaning, wherein I disassociate from the world via throwing out just about everything I own. Not the shoes, of course. Never the shoes.
I'm hesitant to expound more right now because I know it will come out sounding melodramatic and more than a little bit batshit. Plus, my mom kinda worries when she sees The Crazy exhibited. She knows it's there, but I'm good at keeping it behind the curtain most of the time.
I do have a list of etsy decor stuff to post, but I'm about to head home. I've sent myself the list so hopefully I can get to it tonight.
Reader Comments (2)
I want to play you Randy Newman's "You Got a Friend In Me", but it's shmaltzy and, let's face it, grammatically incorrect.
Throwing everything away doesn't solve it - it just makes you miss your shit. I know this. I'll send shoes, and juju, and the firm belief that you are going to do exactly what it is you want so much for. Cryptic shit, but your Lil' Orphan Annie Decoder Ring is on its way.
When I feel The Crazy sneaking up on me, it reminds me of how less frequent I see it these days, and I try to find comfort in that. To me, you appear to have lots of control, lots of goals and a very bright future. It's probably hard to see that in the midst of everything. I want to say, though...that sometimes the frenzied cleaning/purging helps keep me in the moment, and if I'm freaking out, being present is actually a gift. Just try not to toss anything that you love and deserve, because as Shannon said so wisely, you'll only miss your shit later. I have faith in you, Ms. Pants...