Today, I dragged myself out of bed. (Admittedly, not until almost 5:00 in the evening, but….) I put on real clothes (you know, not the same pajamas I’ve been wearing for the last week or so), got my knitting and my music, and sat on the front porch swing to work on the shawl for my sister’s wedding gift.
The size is deceptive–it’ll grow a lot once I block it, but it’s still a little way from being done. Blocking will also make it look less wrinkled/messy.
It was nice out, mid-70’s and sunny for the first time in days. I love thunderstorms, but they get old when you have them for days on end. And my landlady has a lovely garden out front, so I could smell the flowers while I was knitting.
It made me feel a little better about life, so I guess that’s something.
Afterward, I started choosing what clothes I’m going to take on this trip and sorting out the laundry that needs to be done. I’ve been pretty unmotivated to do laundry lately because I basically wear pajamas all the time and just wash those and my underwear. I’m classy like that. So I have tons of laundry that needs to be done before this trip.
Then I had an asthma attack, so I’ve been taking it easy since then.
I think I’m going to try to get out of my bedroom every day. I mean, there’s a swing right there on the front porch, so it’s not like it requires much of an effort. It’s not going to magically fix all my problems, but it does make me feel a little bit better. That counts for something.