A Daily Diary: Sewing and Dreams.

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Sunday, December 28, 2014

Sewing and Dreams.

6:23 a.m. I had a dream Kenan and Kel reunited. Also, that I was going on a plane ride to Chicago as michelle pfieffer in a business suit...more soon when a cat is not on my chest.

6:25 a.m. A cat is not on my chest, anyway. She jumps the space between the door and the plane and lands straight in her seat with relief, a huge gap. Twas odd.

I got up and continued working on my camoflage handbag (yes, that's what it is. The handles need hems and I need to add pockets, preferably a lot of them if I'm going to make heavy use of it.

I also updated yesterday's entry with written notes (dictated) so that's off my chest. I also had a dream I went back to school, didn't pay attention, and had to take a strange quiz afterword filled with long words I never heard of.

Anyway, it's morning and I'm up. Cat is next to me, lol.

9:22 a.m. I was woken up from a long sleep, by Donny looking for cigarettes. I had none to give, and after trying to go back to sleep failed, I got up and Praised the Lord. Then, I worked on my handbag, which is coming along okay. 

In my dream I went thrift shopping with Shelby and she was child-like but an adult at the same time, looking for Christmas gifts at one point and at another I had to teach her how to buy things as if I were doing it for Aaliyah.

Another part of the dream I asked her if it wsa too childish to jump on a trampoline in the house...and seriously wanted to know...because we were grown (yet she looked like her child self) and wanted to do it.

10:07 a.m. I'M BORED!! Happy Sabby. Anyway, I meandered a lot and finally drew something outside. :D I untangled headphone cords earlier to find the best ones and I've been listening ever since. I think I sewed some more. Read some a couple pages of a Charles Heston book....anything brief enough not to be interrupted by the sting of Lackadaisy which pounces like a wild animal on its meal, to me. But, I'm bored.

I've also been eating less because  I can't handle big, or even standard, portions anymore without losing an appetite and the little I eat, I make myself eat. :( Not great times...

10:39 a.m. I made mozzerella sticks, watched Forrest Gump, and Donny came by. He was unhappy about someone but hard to understand. He said he'd be back later. I feel bad for him. He had a couple roaches crawling on his shirt and his dirty clothes...moreso didn't seem to mind it much. Pray for him in Jesus Name, Amen! Blessings needed!!

2:30 p.m. I'm awake!! Yay.

3:26 p.m. I was sewing earlier. Rob made strawberry yogurt smoothies! Yum!

3:42 p.m. Took my meds which are already kicking in. I sewed a BIT more....'Biltmore' that word's been in my head lately. Anyway, and played a little Instagram and meds are making me want to lie down again and this..ladies and gentleman..is why I try and get so much done in the morning because by the afternoon and evening, I've hit the doldrums officially because of medication. God Bless, Jesus Loves, Lives, Saves! All Glory, Praise, Thanks, and all things be to God on the Highest forever and ever in Jesus Name, Amen! God is Able!

P.S. Before being on meds, I never understood how its physical effects AFFECT your decisions on whether or not to do something you enjoy, or just to be normal. I totally get it now. -_-

4:42 p.m. Tried to sleep, and when that didn't work, I went outside barefoot and enjoyed nature. Then. I wrote a couple poems.

5:36 p.m. I sewed some more and ate. Right now, I'm catching the sun going down....or trying to.

5:44 p.m. Caught it.

5:58 p.m. Carlo is walking funny. I'm tired.

8:05 p.m. I tried to sleep but I wound up making quesadillas, watching Netflix, then SPN. My teeth are brushed and I'm attempting sleep again.

8:55 p.m. Tried to sleep but wound up doing artwork. Try again?

9:25 p.m. I slept and chatted with Rob about meds.


EDIT: I was up all night, did a little OkCupid, and went to bed.

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