(aka - My adventures in alliteration. Take that, English major daughter!)
Have you ever noticed how sometimes you have a million pictures and you can rattle on about everything and it all seems so bright and interesting and then...it just stops? You've got nothing. Or it all seems really, really negative? I've hit one of those stoppages recently.
I think it's because I've been moving kids for the past couple weeks. For over a year now, when I have nightmares, they're almost always moving and packing nightmares, so I know how profoundly these moves effect me. In my dreams, nothing is ever packed. I'm always in a hurry and people are always mad at me. Everything is everywhere and I keep opening doors to find entire rooms filled with things that need to be moved. That was almost the real-life scenario as I made the second trip to move my son yesterday.
Luckily, the day ended with a couple hours of stitching among friends. It stopped my hyperventilating and relaxed me as I listened to their stitchy chatter. I even enjoyed the quiet moments.
Thank goodness for friends, especially stitching friends!