Hi folks.

I’m still stuck in what seems this Neverending Cycle of Shit called Getting Divorced.

And unfortunately, can’t say a whole lot about any of it, because if my ex can use it against me or ask his lawyers to file charges against me for it, he will.

Progress IS being made, albeit at the pace of a geriatric sloth on tranquilizers, but it IS being made. Some day I will emerge from the other side of this and return to my plant and dirt obsessions.

For now though, I just have my indoor jungle and a few things I dug up from the yard of the main house… in the middle of the night… like I was stealing my own shit.

I’m hoping to at least build a veggie bed this spring. Maybe I’ll get some pictures of that. I am working on one painting, but haven’t really made it a priority. I need to. Like I really need to. Encourage me to paint people. Demand that I paint. Tell me I must paint, the fate of all cute gooey furry things on the planet depends on it. I just really need a karmic kick in the ass to get me inspired again. All the stress and daily bullshit has really taken a toll on my creativity; which I need to fix, because that actually helps me deal with stress. 🙄

Anyway, daily current mood looks something like this:

And my brain often resembles this:

Between the two I’m just not getting much accomplished, other than reacting to the daily shit storm of life.

Hoping for a break in this very soon and I can move forward of my own volition again instead of just being drug along… under a bus… on spike strips.

Good advice ladies, if you ever decide it’s time to get divorced, save lots of $. Then put what you can in carry on bags, move to another country, leave no forwarding address and change your name. Life will be easier.

Later gators –==<

B