My last post was full of good intentions.
I want to keep posting.
I'd been keeping a bullet journal since January and have been really productive, trying to open up a shop to sell the things I sew. I had been doing well, for a little while there, but everything seems to have ground to a halt.
I've made a bunch of tote bags and napkins, pyjama trousers and even a couple of unique dresses. I worked hard and put a lot of effort into these, but haven't really moved forward since.
I wrote a long post explaining everything that has been going on in my life, but I don't think a wall of complaints is what anyone wants to read, so here's the gist:
Bad luck seems to come in large bouts, all at the same time, and lately my family and I have been going through one of them.
Opening a business is a lot harder and more complicated than I thought, especially when I am in such a bad place, and persistently suffer with social anxiety that is particularly bad when it comes to phone calls.
Sometimes I really don't feel like I'm fit to deal with life. I don't know how other people continue functioning when faced with stress and hardship.
Maybe there is something wrong with me, or maybe I'm just a pathetic sissy, or maybe both.
I will get there. I will make those dreaded phone calls that make me nauseous, I will be organised, I will open my business, and I will make money. But things may continue to be slow around here, because my loved-ones and I have been dealt some bad luck, and I am astonishingly bad at dealing with it.
I'm sorry, but I probably won't be blogging, like I said I would, for a while.