blogging

Someday Maybe

I really feel like sometimes vlogging might be easier for me, at least for the longer posts. The problem is I really want this blog to be anonymous. I have a twitter account where I’m not anonymous and used to work as a webcam model. So if I were to vlog openly someone from my vaguely personal or old professional life could recognize me. I’m not ready for that. I also have a  lot of body modifications that would make me more recognizable so I couldn’t just wear a mask. I would have to make a full on costume to ensure my anonymity. Which I have considered, I’ve been on Amazon looking for what would cover any distinguishing bits.  But yeah, I would need to plan very carefully. Also, I don’t really know if my readers would want to watchers/listeners. Just some thoughts.

Not Alone

I wrote the first half of a blog post that is really important to me last time I was alone for a bit, maybe 4 or 5 days ago. I haven’t had time alone to write since. Husband is still not at work. I am writing this as he is in a store with a friend of ours and I wait in the car.  Should be able to write tomorrow. Thinking of you all.

Response

Yesterday was my four year wedding anniversary and my husbands birthday. The night before we picked up our friends boston terrier to puppysit. I’m also on my period. I have blogs to write and comments to respond to but I am low on spoons. For now I am just managing to keep up on reading your posts.

Celebration

First of all, I have officially surpassed 50 followers. I cannot believe there are so many of you who are reading what I would classify as me ranting and venting about all the depressing stuff in my life. But I hope those of you who are reading are gaining inspiration, feeling a little less alone in your struggles or getting whatever support you need.

In other news, I worked my ass off yesterday and finished everything on my to do list. I’m going to list it all off because I am so so proud. I cleaned out a cabinet for my father in law to keep food in. It was hard because a vegetable had gone bad and leaked all over the unfinished wood. I cleaned a fan my dad pulled out of the basement. I vacuumed out my computers’ vents. I wiped down the inside of my fridge. I cleaned the windows and mirrors. I wiped off and dusted all the surfaces in our room. I vacuumed the floor. I cleaned our sink,  toilet and shower. I cleaned our bathroom floor. Rinsed the bucket that catches the water under our sink. Wiped down our bedroom door and the floor outside our room because we think the cat peed there. I cleaned all the oil and ashes off the tray we use to protect the table we keep our cannabis and bongs on. I called the lady from social services who needed more info for my husband’s Medi-Cal. I took the trash out. Wrote a blog. And I showered. I OWNED yesterday. Fibro was my bitch. So proud of myself.