Bitsy is still gone- I think she must have run into something in the woods. Maybe even the same thing Simba ran into. I’m not really a dog person but I wish she hadn’t gone, I miss her, even if she was dreadfully accident prone.
I have noticed that I create stress for myself. I start a project… and then I stress about getting it done even if it’s something relaxing that I enjoy. Reading- I set myself a goal of two books a week. Ok, that’s completely unrealistic… yes, I could easily read two books a week… if I ever had an hour or so to do it. But I don’t- some days I barely have time to bathe. Quilting- again, it’s the time factor- I have so much I want to do and so little time to do it that it creates stress rather than relieves it. And everything I want to do for relaxation is the same thing- I never have any time so I never get anything done and I start avoiding things I enjoy simply because I don’t have the time to work on them and working on them when I can just stresses me out more because I’m not making the progress I think I should.
I’m not sure what the solution is… other than more time… but I need to get it sorted.