#44.21 - Project Babadook

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Yesterday Ghin needed help with a cardboard project - the theme was fears and phobias. So I suggested we did something in a cupboard and came up with the Babadook. 

I helped him think it through and we researched creating a wood texture using paint on a cardboard box. I was honestly completely surprised at the results. The entire thing looked like wood. It was stunning. 

I feel better having done this. And the light is increasing. The only thing that I'm actually upset about is my lack of exercise and that can be easily remedied. Once again I am at a threshold which I cannot breach and it is the same threshold. I think I must go for the run today. I really really must. 

Last night I went to bed at 10 and woke at 1.30. It was gnawing at me the state of the house, so I cleaned and tidied it. I tidied the tables in the kitchen and dining room and then I sorted out my entire book and art shelf. I don't know why I am being so hard on myself. I am doing well. 

Then I sat down to listen to a few documentaries about Raphael, the talented sex addict who would have definitely been on the #MeToo list. Or would he? Maybe all the women he ended up with loved him and enjoyed being seduced by him? He did definitely cheat on his wife though but maybe she was in on the whole thing as well. It is hard to know.

Then I went to bed at 5 and got up at 8.30 am. I woke the boys up and then began class. I feel a bit better today but still quite sad. However, I have decided to just power through it all. The last bit is running and writing daily and I just need to know I can do this. I can run and write, it is not a problem. I just need to do this.

I will be fine. Everyone else will be fine. We will all be fine. We are fine. 


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