What’s your go-to for unwinding after a stressful event or day? Can be someone or something – music, pets, family or whatever you choose. Eh I don’t really have stressful days anymore. One of the many “perks” of being disabled and not able to work. When I did work and had a stressful day I did what I do pretty much all day now – whatever the hell I wanted to to forget the stress of the world — watched television, read a book, and/or went online. Or I did crafty things. I hardly ever have a “go to” thing that’s set in stone.
The plane you’re flying in is going to crash, no survivors. If you had one song you could listen to before it happens, what would it be? (credit to NewEpicAuthor for this one). Please share the link to the song if you can. Nothing comes to mind. One, I won’t ever get on a plane if I can help it. I just don’t like planes. I’m too much of a control freak to get on a plane and let someone else take me where I want to go, and there’s *no escape* if anything goes wrong. So no… not gonna get on a plane. Not happening. But I suppose if I were coerced into getting on a plane and it were to inevitably go down, then I wouldn’t mind hearing Karma Slave or maybe It’s All Over but the Crying that might be appropriate to hear as the plane comes crashing down. 😛
What is one thing you’re really, really good at and not ashamed to admit it? I’m good at a lot of things actually, I used to be a pretty awesome cook, but I’m a little rusty these days. I make a mean shawl. 🙂 I’m getting pretty darn good at Photoshop if I do say so myself. I think that I’ve got an eye for color. I’m good picking colors that go together. Sometimes colors that people think won’t go together, but they do. I coulda been an artist if I had any kind of discipline, but that is something I simply do not have. I used to be a damned good writer, I mean a damned good writer. Moved people to tears and laughter with my very words. I wrote short stories and hella good poems, but the meds took that away — now I write okay, but nowhere near how well I once wrote.
Would you rather lose all of your money and valuables or all of the pictures you have ever taken? So this is going to sound obnoxious, but I don’t mean it to sound that way… but… I honestly and truly do not understand people’s attachment to photographs. I have never understood it, and I never will. Every single photograph I’ve ever taken — every picture of my kids, my dog, my husband, my wedding, whatever! — can disappear tomorrow, and I won’t care. Even these screenshots that I spend hours and hours working on in Photoshop, they can all be mysteriously wiped off of my computer and I’ll be sad for a minute, but it honestly will not impact me more than that.
What were you grateful for or something that made you smile during the past month? So Doug went to a wedding in Colorado this past month — his cousin’s wedding I think. And he came back very relaxed and happy to have seen his family. I think he misses his family. There’s another wedding planned, in May I think, and he wants me to go with him. I said: “Sure, if we drive.” (see question about planes above). So I may finally get to meet the rest of his family in May. But what made me smile is that he’s just so… happy about having seen his family. Poor Doug. We may have to think about relocating to Colorado so he can be closer to his extended family.
Sorry no pictures… I’m feeling a bit under the weather… sore throat, stuffed nose, labored breathing. Probably a cold. Ick.