9 hour work day today then I come home to 2 sweet little children who were very good despite one of them running the other over accidentally with an office chair.
I was totally exhausted when my mom and Jennifer decided to stop by and help clean the kitchen.
I'm thankful for that- but it was also a little stressful. I'm not the best housekeeper and the events of the past 2 years have really taken a toll on the house, my sanity and life in general. I keep it clean, just not clean enough for my mom, god love her. My niece rocks and was a huge help. I told her I would take her to the Jersey Shore house and store to thank her for her help sometime this week. She's from Georgia so she'll finally get to see what the real boardwalk is like.
Trying to get some graphic work done this evening. It's restful work sitting in this chair at least and I'm finally getting to make some of that stuff called art I used to do way back in the day. It fills up the part of me that needs creativity. I can sit for hours and have a poster design down- then bam- i decide I don't like it at all and spend another 6 hours making another one.
Tired , but feeling ok otherwise.
I am finding that resting is serious discipline. I think I might seriously have adult ADD.
Why is relaxing so difficult?
There is no herb, tea, pill or remedy besides meditation that works- it's almost a curse sometimes.
gah.
I think I need a constant flow of sitar music in my ears. That might work.
I used to listen to this Ravi Shankar/George Harrison tape all the time at work... and I had it in my car for the longest time... I need to find it digital. Chants of India.
Good stuff.
(I just remembered how much it blissed me out. good job Brianne!)
