Isn't confession supposed to be good for the soul? I don't know about that. Maybe it's commercialism for the Catholics. I used to be a Catholic by the way, for a few months. But that's another story. I was baptized twice too (don't they cancel each other out) but that's another story too. I'm not really a Christian either. Not really in the sense that I believe in more than one higher power. It's complicated and not what I'm here to talk about.
Here is the confession. I haven't blogged as much as I usually do the past few weeks. Ha! and I bet you thought this was juicy. No, really, that's not it. Are you confused yet? Because I'm rambling. I've been a little depressed the past few weeks. Not able to focus much. People with ADD tend to get depressed now and then and actually, considering I'm not on meds, I think I do very well. So I had a few bad weeks. I added a little nutmeg, cinnamon and clove to my diet and I'm feeling much better. Decaf Chai tea is wonderful for that.
Even the beautiful sun, working in the garden, and listening to the birds didn't help. It has nothing to do with what's happening to you sometimes. It's just chemical. There it is. I've hardly worked on anything the past week or so. Well not really, but not with the vigor I had since January. Just filling orders, not going overboard. I hope it's over now and I can move on.
You've heard me talk about my crazy life and the place I'm living in. This place is so beautiful, the lake, nature, but some of the people here are so odd. This week a police car pulled in the drive and I thought to myself "what did the teenager do now?" It wasn't him, it was the young man who called the police to take him to the hospital because he was afraid his parents were attacking him. I guess the poor guy needed his medication adjusted again. I can't even begin to tell you how unusual it is for me to be the sane and reasonable one. I am far from sane and reasonable. But by compare, I am totally functional.
I was sitting out in the yard with the baby, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw two women walking what I thought were some really huge dogs. After a closer look they were two Shetland ponies. People were walking ponies around our lake, on leashes, not harnesses, leashes.
I am dead serious. If I told you everything that happened around here, you would not believe it. Sometimes I don't believe it. Like the ponies. I would have sworn it was just a dream. Maybe I need my medication adjusted (or get myself on some).