Thursday Thirteen: 13 Reasons I Haven't Been Blogging

I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish that He didn't trust me so much. ~Mother Teresa

Have you missed me?



I've been a poor blogger the past couple of days... and I've missed y'all. But here's what I've been doing instead.

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Beating my DD at Battleship.

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Bandaging her foot twice a day.

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Weeding and watering my garden. I admit to being just a little afraid of my cucumber plants... there are (no exaggeration) probably 150 baby cucumbers. **gulp**

10.

Dealing with a bored dog who has: torn up a throw pillow, eaten part of a couch cushion, and gnawed on a rug. So far.

9.

Carrying my DD wherever she needs to go because her good leg is now so sore she can't even hop well

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Constant headaches. Severely limits my time on the computer. There is good news, though. I may have found a solution... but that's a story for tomorrow.


7.

Housework. I know, I know... I could let it slide. But it needed doing, badly. And, it's something I can do even when I do have a headache.


6.

Errands. Made more difficult with a DD who can't walk.


5.

The Cunning Voles of Doom. I finally had to bite the bullet with these guys, when they started on my ground covers (I lost more than HALF of my dragons blood seedum, pretty much the only thing left in that garden). After catching and releasing 1,984,735 of them I decided that they were procreating too quickly for me to get them all. So... I broke down and used:


4.

Revenge. I hate the name. I hated using it. I've always felt like we should try to live with the critters instead of just killing them off. But, once they finished with this garden, they'd have moved to another, and another. It was the most humane way I could find to assassinate them -- certainly better than anti-coagulant poison (nothing like bleeding to death slowly, over a period of a week). I still feel guilty. But, it's been two days and no new holes have appeared. Man, I hope it worked.


3.

Utter exhaustion. Mostly mental and emotional, but I also haven't been sleeping a solid eight hours (or even six) either. Who knew taking care of an injured kidlet could be so wearing? Unfortunately, this has also led to:


2.

Depression. This is something I struggle with, even on good days. But, since there has been quite a bit of stress and difficulty lately, it's been worse than usual. And, I typically react to it by retreating. From everything. And doing really brainless things like:

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Playing games at Facebook. Nothing like a good game of Blocky to make you smile. Now if only people would stop snatching my pets (like Tori and Groovy) from me, all would be well in the world.


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