Museum, Glasses, Help

We’ve been busy today. We met L, our exchange student’s, cousins in the city for lunch. Then we went to a science museum. Now we’re back at home resting. L is still in the city with her cousins.

I’ve posted 3 Youtube videos. I’m still finding my voice, and I haven’t shown my face. But making videos is tiring, but entertaining. Although writing and making videos are both acts of communication, using my voice makes filming videos feel more social. I’m not a social person, so I’m a little worm out.

I got new glasses! I ordered 4 pairs. 3 came undamaged. I’ve only got pictures of myself in two of the three, but here they are!

These glasses are fun, sparkly, and important to me because of what they represent. I’ve always wanted jeweled glasses, but I didn’t want to stand out in the crowd, and I thought people would think they looked silly. And you know what? Maybe people do think that. But I’m 36. I am done living according to what other people want. I like these glasses. They help me see better. And my husband likes glasses and has wanted me to wear them. What difference does it make if someone else thinks my outfits are too bright or ostentatious? Who cares if they think glasses look bad on me? Their opinion is none of my business. I’m wearing what makes me happy. Reaching my mid 30s seems to be a sort of turning point for me. I am still young, but finally getting old enough to know better. I’m getting old enough to realize life is short, and as long as I am not offending God or my husband, I should do what truly makes me happy.

Speaking of things that make me happy, art is welling up inside of me. I haven’t made as much art as I usually do this week because I’ve been mentally under the weather. I also haven’t been writing as much, although I wrote a poem today. But this week, in addition to cleaning and cooking, I hope to do at least an hour of art and an hour of writing a day.

I did bake bread for the first time in a while on Thursday, but I must have added something in wrong because it was way too dense. I gave in Thursday and got help cleaning because I’ve been doing badly. I’ve been sleeping a lot. I’m super grateful to have the help. It is needed. To my fellow homemakers struggling with illness of any kind, I urge you to hire help if you need it and can afford it. It’s money well spent. Don’t feel guilty. It’s easy to feel like a failure, but cleaning is not all a homemaker provides. Even if it was, you are a person, and your illness or disability makes you no less worthy. Accept the help.

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