Published on 12, July, 2020
Im off for the summer now and really struggling in that I've been in a complete state of inertia for nearly a week. What's also in the mix is a chronic fatigue-like health scenario. Sometimes the boundaries are blurred but if I were to put my finger on it, I'd say this is more AS related because I've been here time and again. I can't get going with anything for love nor money. I've got plenty of things to be doing but can't start and don't know how to. I need a project to get my teeth into (of which is covered on the "things to be doing") but in my head I know it won't get finished if I start. I'm resorting to engaging with an interest but I've reached peak saturation on that. I'm flim flamming around and haven't got the attention to stick to anything (which I don't know if this is CFS related but I've experienced this before although it seems to be worse now). I don't know if I'm in some sort of emotional burnout because I haven't experienced this stuckness for quite a while. What also adds is a sense that - I can't tell what my expectations of myself should be. When the fatigue is really thick, I know how to pace, but when I'm in this middle ground I don't know what to do but I see this more as autistic inertia. It's also the fact that I see others are able to structure their time off but I can't and I don't know if I'm putting pressure on myself to be a certain way. I've asked for help with one thing and with other things could do with a bit of "shadowing" to motivate me but the obvious person to ask is busy working more than me and has their own stuff to do.
This made me laugh. Very clever.
I've been rampant with white cabbage caterpillars this year. Trouble is once they've snaffled everything, I don't know where they go. So I don't know if they'll survive.
You can make plant dye out of nettles.
Deleted user said:I just managed to plant a stinging nettle and a buddleia. 2 buddleias to go.
I just managed to plant a stinging nettle and a buddleia.
2 buddleias to go.
Update.
The stinging nettle wasn't a happy bunny where it was planted (shady spot).
It did however spawn children that have grown in unwanted places, as stinging nettles do, and attacked me more than once.
1 bud died, 3 remain and have had a few of the few butterflies that appear to still exist on them this year.
Never go back to a lit firework!
Well, you did mention it, OOS, so it's your fault (entirely).
YES!! Excellent. I watched it for just a *bit* too long. It's definitely going to be in my head when I next go outside. Oh and I loved the mime dancing at the beginning.
Ain't no stopping us now
We got the weeds
out_of_step said:Anyway the wildlife will thank you!
It will indeed and that's what it's all about
This is our song:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZEWkZb11pss
You don't half make me chuckle sometimes Debbie. Even though you probably don't mean to! Having said that, I exclaimed rather loudly last week when I happened upon my own self seeded stinging nettle in the garden.
Anyway the wildlife will thank you!
Good news
There's no stopping us now.
Good idea. Good news. Good day to you.
I dont want to get ahead...but the ship has righted itself and the sails are on their way up once again.
I'm posting this as a reminder to myself.
What ever it takes. I do this too sometimes when overwhelmed by too much going on at once. giving a running commentary like a sportscaster. talking myself through each thing one at a time like a life coach. Adding little flourishes with a spin and hand clapping (my thing). Removing one self from the situation like that makes me more present within it, makes it enjoyable. Talking to "naughty" dirty socks, making funny cooking noises. Sometimes it takes a distraction.
You mean you don't fancy glace cherries and pickled onions with your spam?!
I'm just logging off my PC and going to take some Gaviscon as that photo has given me indigestion.
My book - SPAM A Modern Cookbook by Marguerite Patten, 2007, ISBN 13; 978-0-753715-13-0 has many exotic recipes if you need any inspiration, including for parties (Spam, Apricot & Coconut balls) and regular meals (Spam Slippers).
It also has some rather uninteresting facts some of which are strangely presented ("among 60 million Americans consume Spam at the rate of 3.6 cans per second, which is equivalent to 216 cans per minute or 12960 cans per hour") poetry, and a transcript from Monty Python.
Here's a little something to whet your appetite:
Me too.
I just laughed out loud at your new thread title
It's definitely Peter Kay
and I definitely don't use the word jus as a matter of course
Thank you deleted user for, what has been frankly, the highlight of my day.
Is 'hast tha' nowt' northern English?
I think you should rename this thread:
'The autistic inertia, spam and corned beef hash thread'.