I have completely lost my sewing mojo. I have made ONE shirt since Grampo passed away on the 5th of June. I dont know what to do, I have absolutely no interest since then. I am enjoying my children though, I love them so much and it so great to go the lake with them. My husband is an alcoholic. I dont know what to do. I commited for one more year to this. Darla brought me over the best fabric, she is such a wonderful friend. I have really good friends. I just read the entire Twilight Series. I did like them. The movies suck. i am lost, so very very very lost
I am such a frump, nothing exciting going on here. On a sewers block. need some inspiration.
I need to get my act together. I know grampo passed away and he was so much to me. I hate that people have to die. I also hate trying to explain it to a 6 year oldthat when someone dies they are gone forever. DD keeps asking what color a soul is. I have no real good answer for her. How would one know, I cant say its your fav color because hers changes frequently.
I have not been sewing. My arm is killing me. And I cannot let DH know. He just tells me to not sew. or whatever I might be doing. I have had men that coddle me and would i love one every now and then but it totally disgusts me that DH apparently doesnt give a flying F^CK about anyone but himself.
I know its harsh to say that when he works so hard for us. I really need to get my act together. I feel so sad and frumpy today. I just want to turn my emotions off altogether. let me get past this soon. I cry and cry for my boys but really dont spend time wth them. This summer I promise myself I will.
Grampo left us this morning at 3 a.m. I honestly do not know how he hung on so long. It hurt so much to see him suffer. Kiera really really loved him. Little did she know her last hug to him was her last. My eyes burn I have cried so much recently. I know I was taking my anger out on DH this morning but I really just needed him to put his arms around me and tell me that I will be ok. Of course the selfish bastard couldnt. Never there when I need him, only at his convenience. I need to let all my emotions get past because right now i just want to get the hell away from him. I hurt and its not his fault but I’d like a little emotional support kwim? sucks
joey went up to hospice last night or this morning i should say. too bad i am related to him, or what a bout the sexy pallbearer i have a crush on? again i assume these thoughts are just from being on an emotional low. Grampo lived a good life, did a lot of things and went a lot of places. hope i get to do half that in my life. oh and my cousins wife his my car while we were at the funeral home. Nice