I’m hoping this means I should just keep on keeping on with The Carousel Cowgirl and things will start kicking into high gear! I’ve already had a much more successful Jan/Feb than I expected, so there’s that! I get in these funks with my crafting, and this year it seems to be worse because I’m also in a SAHM funk (more on that later), but I’m trying hard to drag myself out of it and land on top of my game again.

Poor Wade, his cookie didn’t even have a fortune in it. I wonder what that means? Can’t be good. Ha!!

SAHM Funk: Let’s get real for a minute. I know this is totally going to sound very “First World Problem” to a lot of you, but lately I’m having a tough go of the SAHM thing. Don’t get me wrong, I love being at home with Wyatt, and the extra time with Tatum when she’s not at school. I am also super grateful to Wade for making it all possible for me. But after a while, there’s only so much sitting at home staring at your adorable son who is incapable of having a conversation with you, adult or otherwise, that one can take. I feel so isolated so much of the time. It’s a funny cycle because the more isolated you feel, the more you kind of hole up in the house and dread going out.

I know, it seems stupid, but it’s real. I spend a lot of time with no adult interaction and it’s starting to get to me. I have very few friends who don’t work, and so yes, I need to make some more SAHM friends. The problem with that is that the flu is so bad right now it’s a little scary venturing out to playgroups and whatnot. Also (and those of you who know me well may be surprised at this) but I’ve started having a lot of social anxiety centered around these Moms Groups.

“I don’t know anyone that will be there.”

“What if no one talks to me?”

“What if they don’t like me?”

Dude, it’s like school days all over again. I start to freak out a little inside at the thought of having to CREATE intelligent conversations, when inside that’s all I’m craving.

Weird. I know. *sigh*

So now I’ve decided I need to “date” the friends I have, and force myself into some new social situations to make some new ones.

Sounds easy, right?

If only. 😦