Last Days of Summer

I don’t know why, but the idea of going to the library today had me so excited I had trouble sleeping. The library is somewhere we can go just about any day, but it still just made me very happy to know we were going. I had to use some opposite action to get up this morning. I always feel like waking up is hard, especially after some heavy sleep with dreams. Some part of me always wants to linger in that pleasant feeling. I reminded myself that I wanted to go to the library and eventually did drag myself out of bed. It’s so much easier if you can manage to trick/force/cajole yourself into doing something. Like half smiling. Eventually, the rest of you will follow.

Bonus Child read to the Pup at our local library. It was such a nice day for it. Not too hot, in the shade, and right by this canal. The Child did “accidentally” drop her shoe into the canal at one point and jumped down after it. Haha, it was beyond relief to have someone else other than myself gasping and jumping every time she did something frightening. Sometimes, you worry that you’re worrying too much. It helps when you have another person to gauge your reactions too. Was I frightening because I’m paranoid and imagine every possible bad thing happening? Or was that a legitimate concern? I suppose when you’re a parent, there’s really not “perfect” answer to anything. And being a “step” parent just adds another level of complication to that. I’m trying to brainstorm some kind of activity to do with the Child tomorrow, but so far nothing good has surfaced. It feels like when I was a child, you just ran outside and kept yourself occupied until the sun went down. Anyone else?

Tonight is Isshin Ryu karate practice with Sensei Darren Gilbert. I’m hoping to get some good footage of everything. I’ll try and post some of it up here if I do. Also crossing fingers for “the Journey” DBT Podcast. Last week was one of those weeks no one was really mentally available for it so things were cancelled. Sadly, I think that’s just part of trying to do something with so many people. So many schedules usually tend to have some conflicts.

As always, thanks for reading!

Published by Whooter

Southern Peach ๐Ÿ‘, in her 30โ€™s - Artist ๐ŸŽจ + Bibliophile ๐Ÿ“š + Geek ๐ŸŽฎ + Nerd ๐Ÿ‘“ + Animal-Lover ๐Ÿพ + Bipolar Disorder ๐Ÿ’ข x Anxiety ๐Ÿ˜จ x PTSD ๐Ÿ’ฃรท DBT Therapy โœจ + Mental Health Matters ๐Ÿง  = ME ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝ

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