Retreating, not running

This retreat into myself has been an interesting voyage of discovery.

I've found that boredom, compiled with a bit of loneliness causes me to regress to less productive behavior. Nothing major, just not productive. Not helpful and nothing that would necessarily improve my situation (or necessarily screw with) my situation. By situation, I mean mentally and emotionally.

The good thing is, I'm so undistracted that I have been able to figure this out relatively quickly.

I've discovered that I LIKE being alone. It doesn't bother me. What does occasionally bother me is not being able to do what I want, when I want. Lmao. My daughter would say this too, is she knew the words. I'd cry and stiffen up my legs like she does if I didn't.

I had no idea leaving behind the working world would be so huge a transition. I had no idea I'd actually be affected.

Kathryn is, at present, in only a diaper & bloomers after a mild meltdown about her dress....it was apparently in her way as she was crawling.

She has realized her ability to protest and exercises this often these days.

Oh joy.

Must go, meltdown is about to morph into something far less benign.

Ps...one thing for sure. My "skinnies" are not so skinny anymore. Not sure about this. As always...ignore old, filming mirror.