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Photo by Craig Philpott - Seriously, go check his YouTube channel out.


So this is going on. We've been evacuated for well over a week now. I swear I'm just waiting for Thanos to snap his fingers and enact his Endgame scenario.


We're at my mom's which ended up close to where they moved my office so that's.... good, I guess. It's just hard because it's extra/different work I'm not used to doing in an unfamiliar environment and I know they don't understand my limitations as it's an invisible disability that changes daily. Some days I can do more, others are a challenge and unless you know me it's just not easy to understand. Then I get a text this morning and (can't say where I work online) expressed their appreciation for our help and that really helped me lose a little bit of work stress. We see people who have completely lost their homes and even had no time to grab anything before the fire ripped through their town. It's so incredibly sad. My anxiety is through the roof with the work stress on top of worrying about the house, the communities we're involved with and friends homes. My husband has been able to come help out and he's been a God-send. So far the house is ok as is my office but things could change. If it goes truly f'd up and we end up having to evacuate from mom's house then I might just lose my sh!t. People on social media are truly being clueless, stupid and completely lacking in empathy so I'm staying off all but Instagram with the fire updates and discussions. These are people who look for conflict so I have no problem blocking these wastes of oxygen. Even a slight acquaintance on the fringe of our core group of friends, whose house is safe, made an insensitive comment last night. I'm just done with this sh...


Today is my only day off and while it was tempting to go golfing with my husband my pain level really needs chilling out with the dog, some fantasy artwork and maybe a little day drinking. She's been pretty stressed and everything we brought with us is covered in dog hair but she's handling it well.


I am so ready for this to be over. If all continues as it's been going ... and while CalFire has been great not everyone is happy with the USDF handling of things... our area will be ok. When we left the house the last time we brought up the firemen who had been working on our street some pizza. They appreciated it and we appreciated them.



So March is Autoimmune Awareness month. I know I've spammed my Instagram with memes on the subject but even as I do the minimum and simply post a few memes, it's brought a little bit of awareness to what I've been doing lately. I've been down on myself for not feeling up to being the person I want to be. The person I think I should be, if that makes any sense at all. The fact is that it is difficult, at times, to have the energy for exercise, housework, etc. Throw in my ADD and it's no wonder I feel all over the place. I don't always want to go out. I love being at home whether it's enjoying my river and deck or sitting at my computer rendering whatever comes to mind or working on a crochet/craft/writing project. Living above the snowline, my year tends to be half in absolute pain due to the cold affecting my arthritis and half in less pain but still with little energy due to the other half of the year. It sucks.

But.... this is me. I'm going to do me so you do you.


That's it. That's the post. :) #AutoimmuneAwarenessMonth

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