tired

I don't know what's going on with me lately. I can't believe how tired I am. It feels like it's always night, my sleep patterns are screwed up. All I want to do is complain. My nerves are pinched and my brain is gelatinous. The winter got me now. I just wanna cry all the time. Like at the high school, standing around in the pottery slash stained glass class, they're all such great kids and so talented, I just want to cry. Then I pretend it's the dust from the clay.

This is what it looks like all the time. This photo is at 3:30 PM out the kitchen window? It looks like a black & white but actually it's in color. The world is grey.

Then in class... I've been having fun in some classes, I'm really underwhelmed in some classes. Some of my classes seem like I'm not getting a word in edgewise. I don't want to interrupt anyone else, but if I start to talk in class, it's like there's instantly someone else with something to say, loudly, and it's bugging me.

I've played possum for two days now. The nerve really is pinched so I have been laying low. My arm has these burning feelings. How annoying.

Watching the biggest loser. The people are sliding around on a slide board. And falling. Welcome to ice people. I think I need a slide board. Oh and there's a lady named Sunshine. Maybe I should change my name. Again.

Even the food is confused about the weather. This tomato had sprouts growing inside. I asked I. if he thought they were worms.

In other news, this weekend I began a major overhaul of the organizedness of my apartment, starting this time with my bedroom. Nobody really cares what the rest of the house looks like right? I absoltely had to get my bedroom straightened out. W's mom gave me that "iron" bedframe. Actually it's a set. And it has a canopy. So I will have a canopy bed. I always sort of wanted one. This one doesn't have the actual lid part, it does however have tall metal things and crossways bars which, I guess, W's mom had hung some valances from. But do not worry, I am not a huge fan of dusting and so I think it's better if I don't have permanent extra dust catchers in my bedroom. Plus, would all that dust fall down? I maybe just maybe might hang something up there. Like maybe a string of dragonflies like Coraline.

So I was cleaning out my jewelery box. There are way too many things in there, the earrings go in the ring section since I have nothing much in the  manner of rings, except the one I wear all the time from Memaw. And I came across this bracelet Mom got me one time, with some kind of lucite green and amber colored stones and silvery neato metalwork, and a broken magnet clasp. And I said to myself, golly I wish I could find a tiny magnet to go with the other side. The old magnet fell out. So this little while ago I was brushing my teeth and noticed a jinglebell ladybug had fallen off the mirror and landed next to the sink. I realized there's been a teensy magnet there all this time, holding the two red teensy jingle bells to the side of my bathroom mirror because I think they look like ladybugs. More importantly, the teensy magnet is probably the exact one I lost from the side of the clasp for that awesome bracelet. So now I am going to try my hand at SuperGlue, even though I have no faith in SuperGlue for any purpose other than gluing sliced up finger gashes back together, and also little boy chins. So no, my life is not that bad and I am reminded almost daily that usually if I ask for something I somehow get it. I never cease to be amazed at that.