In my last post - almost 4 months ago! - I mentioned that my end of the bipolar seesaw was beginning to rise up into the air. And it is, hallelujah! I told my therapist a couple weeks ago that I feel a manic swing coming on. A little mania can be a good thing - the key word being "little". But this time around I'm on the correct medications and in therapy, and being aware of what's happening and understanding it will hopefully help me tame it and keep it in check.
So, things at my house have changed a lot in recent months. My sister, Rhonda, and her son, Damon, have moved in with me. And it's good. We laugh a lot, which is healthy for us all. Rhonda cooks and cleans, which I do NOT! I've said for years that I don't need a husband, I need a wife. So now I have one, sort of.
My nephew Damon is a great kid. Mostly I like him because he laughs at my corny jokes. He's pretty smart, too. Damon attends the School of Engineering, a special high school here where the kids take college classes along with their high school curriculum, and they graduate from high school with a two-year degree in engineering. Pretty cool, huh? And he's also a wicked soccer player!
|My all-purpose art/cutting area|
|Can you say too much stuff???|
|My sewing station|
|A very small sampling of my stash|
|Love these fabrics!|