Somewhere out there is my little farm - a house and a barn, some chickens and a couple of goats. There's a lake (or just a stream), rows of vegetable plants, homemade apple cider and fresh berries. My husband. I don't need anything else. And I can forget about the craziness in the rest of the world. :( - Antiope
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I was going to sleep in, but turns out I have to take Mushroom to the vet for 10:00. But this is good - after tomorrow he'll be ready to go to PetSmart. Hopefully they'll have a cage for him before the holiday; we had such luck with Marshmallow - he was adopted just one week after I dropped him off. And I'm sure Mushroom will be adopted just as quickly.
Well, I didn't mean for this to turn into a cat blog - I do have a life outside of the cats, I swear! - but lately they have been taking up a lot of my time. The two technicians at the vet who share receptionist responsibilities know my voice when I call and no longer ask for my name. Yikes.
And that's all I really want to say about it. - AntiopeSorry - I was MIA there for awhile. Part of it was being really busy (I finished the lawn finally, two days and three hours later), some of it was being up in Massachusetts (attended my 3rd Red Sox game of the season), and then a little bit of it was a malfunction with my blog (mysteriously resolved tonight). And then - a significant part? I've been feeling very, very unhappy... lonely... overwhelmed... powerless... exhausted... alone. Everything is falling apart around me. And even more frustrating (frightening?) is the realization that my insomnia is coming back. I can't even escape into sleep. I don't understand it (I kind of understand it). I'm so tired of laying in bed, exhausted and staring at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep. If I cry any more my lungs might explode, or my head. Maybe my heart. I just don't know what else to do or say. - AntiopeAfter work I finally took the bag of soggy kitchen scraps outside to the compost bin, but not before digging through the fridge for more old produce. Into the compost went an entire, unopened bag of turnips, one of lettuce, and one of baby carrots. I also threw in a mostly full bag of green grapes, a cucumber, a lemon and half an onion.
I'd planned on beginning a long-term project today, of which I have a number to choose from:
- sand and repaint end table - sand and repaint Theseus's nightstand - smooth and repaint walls in guest bathroom - yard work - yard work - yard work I decided instead to give myself a day to adjust to the persistent silence in the house, rather than rush to mask it. So far I've managed only to take a shower and heat up a frozen Healthy Choice. The rest of the day I've spent on the couch, watching Season 5 of The Office on my laptop and sulking. |  October 2010 AntiopeArmy wife, mother, veteran, blogger. Vegetarian. ESFP. Follow my 366 days of photos!
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