I'm Such A Worry Wart

I've got to stop worrying about everything, but I can't. I'm genetically predisposed to it. I got it from my mother.

Thanks Mom!

I have a notebook with my budget.

I write down possible meal options in it.

I write down things I need.

I have plans in my head for what I need to do with the house.

I have plans for places I want to go. Most of them are no more than an hour or 2 from my home.

And still I feel nothing gets done and that I get nowhere which just gives me something else to worry about.

Its a vicious cycle.

Trying To Get It Together

I have a book problem..and I'm trying to get some of that situated.

I've always had a hard time parting with books, but my house is tiny and they are taking over the world.

Its time for a purge.

I hate purging, but I know it will be for the best. Maybe not for me, but for my house

I had planned on going through my books last night. I was trying to find the books I read (and will likely not read again) and get them ready for the library book sale or goodwill or somewhere other than my bedroom floor.

I couldn't find the first book I knew I had read..and my motivation was gone. I couldn't do it.

I sat on the floor and played with my cat.

The worst part, is I am having a horrible time reading lately. I've been trying to avoid new book tours because my attention span is similar to that of a fruit fly.

I feel like since my dad got sick, my reading went downhill...and then with the move to the new house..and that was in 2015...it got even worse. Its like I don't have a comfort spot to read. I always thought my room would be my fabulous book nook in this house..and I told my mom that, and I think that its the universe's way of punishing me for wanting a spot to myself that I can't read now that I have it.

It also needs said, that I would rather have my mama then my reading spot, but that's obvious to most who know me.

How the heck do you get out of a slump this big?

My Favorite Weekend Picture

I was off on Sunday. Woo hoo! And I wanted to get out and about. I am nuts. Remind me..in the winter STAY HOME AND READ!

However my sister and I ventured out to Cedar Creek Park aka my happy place and I took some photos.

This one is my favorite. I love the refection of the tree in the Youghiogheny.  Even though the day was really gloomy, I think this shot is gorgeous.

Happy New Year

Let's just wrap up the last few weeks of 2019 by saying.

THEY SUCKED!

My kitty Mr. Rimba aka Skimbleshanks had a nasty cold that didn't let up until New Year's Day and made me terrified that I wasn't going to have him in 2020.

Christmas with the fam was a clusterfuck, if you pardon my choice of words. Work schedules and allergies made things interesting this year and almost caused some fights.

NYE had my brother in law in the hospital and no one was given his keys so that his car/and his kitties could be taken care of.

My sister's car is DEAD. Yeah...deader than spam.

I was asked to go to Pittsburgh to pick up brother in law at 2PM on New Year's Day. That's a hard no there for 2 reasons.

1. Don't know how to get to Presby.
2. Don't want to hear the argument about the health insurance fiasco that's going on with sister's insurance.

So yeah, that's how my year wrapped up.

I'm going into 2020

Read more for pleasure
Try to relax more
Take less shit