I didn’t end up doing NaNoWriMo this month as I’d planned. This year has been the most stressful, and I am exhausted. I’ve felt lately like I’ve been succumbing to anxiety and depression again. Then I realized the sheer amount of stuff I’ve dealt with in the past six months, and considering all of that, I’m doing pretty well.
I sold my house, moved halfway across the country away from my family into a chaotic household, lost my medical coverage, ran out of refills for my prescriptions during the endless struggle to find a doctor here and actually get an appointment (still a few weeks away…), got married, my husband had two deaths in his family and lost his job, and I lost my own step-father on Thanksgiving.
Those are just the big things. Those are also just the personal things. I don’t have to say anything about the state of the country.
On the plus side, thanks to a donation from a generous friend, I now have a new drawing tablet, so I will hopefully no longer have malfunctioning equipment frustrating me out of painting. I’ve also got some clay to play with. I’ve been wanting to do that for some time.
In the meantime, I did a few pen drawings for #portraitnovember.