Not Drowning

I’ve been warned by WordPress that I’m over my limit for media files since I’ve reverted back to a free plan. I have to delete alot of already uploaded photos or pay. Otherwise I will be blocked if I try to use any photos already uploaded. Since I’m just limping along here, I will keep it simple in just words. I’m drowning most days in inertia and overwhelm, I don’t need the added stress. So it’s plain Jane writing from now on till….

I just hate this feeling of inertia and overwhelm. It makes me want to throw up. Yet, it is very difficult to discard and overcome. I had to do alot of heaving this morning to work it out in my head, then will my body to move. Gravity is a heavy thing. I’ve been in #the100dayproject now for over a month. I’ve been drawing and painting teacups for over a month. It’s become a habit so that is something I started the morning with. Once the inertia is broken, it is easier to keep moving.

I was able to keep moving, setting up the Roomba for 2 bedrooms and a bathroom. Meanwhile, I ran the dust mop in the livingroom, diningroom and kitchen. I did not aim for a perfect clean. Good enough is good enough. My goal this year is to keep from drowning, to keep my nose above the waterline. Now I’m here tapping on the keyboard, warming up these fingers, practicing, finding words and sentences to keep going for April.

Just Words

It’s been awhile since I’ve been here. I’ve lost the number of days. I’ve lost my train of thought. I’ve given up my paid personal plan for this site. Now it’s just plain Jane with advertisements. I hope there won’t be too many ads. I hope I still have readers. I am not sure if I can decorate my words with photos since I’ve way over my limit for this freebie WordPress site. We shall see but I will not test it today.

Today it will be just plain words. I’m testing my fingers to see if they still work. I haven’t exercised them for many days. I’m a little anxious on coming back. I’ve had some health issues since the passing of my mother in October. I think I am on the mend though it doesn’t feel like it. Since words have always been my salvation, I thought I would write myself well. It won’t be easy but I can make a start.

My fingers and the rest of me have gone to mush in these last few weeks. Though I can’t do big, I can do small. What I can do each day is a few words, a few sentences. I can start a gratitude journal. I can walk a block or so a day. I can meditate a few minutes a day. I can do a few minutes of stretching and qigong. I can. I can. I can.