The last few days have been... lost. Everything's been overwhelming me, and the simplest tasks become all too much. Things like making a coffee seem suddenly complex. Everything seems to go downhill at breakfast-time, for some reason or no reason at all. I then spend the day stuck in my armchair, unable to process anything, a panicking wreck. The days have just been totally lost.
But today I pushed through it, and made the day worth something. I found distraction again, if only for a short while. I spent two hours this morning sat at my sewing machine for the first time in years, whirring through fabric and thread in a daze. Pieces of fabric are starting to take the shape of a coat. The time flew by. Having something to occupy just a few hours of my day made the empty hours much more bearable.
Tomorrow I'm going to be making more soup, because there's no such thing as too much soup (though I currently have about 16 cups in the freezer), and it's the perfect way to fill in a couple of hours. I've started making hyper-detailed, time-planned to do lists for each day again. Down to the basics, like when to prepare meals or have a cuppa. Call it trying to make something out of nothing, but on good days, it's been helping to have it written down.
On the subject of time disappearing... How are we halfway through the year already?! Sigh.
Here's to a weekend of sewing, soup, movies, and hiding out in front of the heater; and hopefully a less stressful week ahead.