A few weeks after my girlfriend moved out and we ended our romantic relationship, I flew into a whirlwind of Getting Shit Done.
It felt FANTASTIC!
I refurbished a free-box screen door and installed it.
It’s far from perfect but it’s the first woodworking I’ve done, and it does the job.
I also started making jewelry again. (And spent way too much on tools and supplies, whoops!)
I emotionally baked batch after batch of Scottish shortbread cookies.
Then I went to the doctor to get my blood sugar, cholesterol, and thyroid tested, since I didn’t gain any weight from eating 4 pounds of butter in a month, and while that delighted me, I knew it could be indicative of something. Good news, they’re all the same as before I binged!
I’ve done other things, but those stand out as the projects I’m most proud of. (Except the cookies.)
Oh, and yesterday I borrowed a jigsaw from the
local tool library and made my first piece of vertical cat furniture! So far the cats aren’t into it, but hopefully the magic of wet food and nip will change that. My older cat isn’t visiting my daughter’s loft bed lately, and I think it’s bc she can’t.
Onward and upward, for myself and hopefully the cats, too! (And just in case you suspect I may be busying myself in order to distract myself from grieving, I’m not. I’ve been crying plenty, don’t you worry.)