All in a Jar

post state boards. honestly i am still in quite a bit of shock that i passed. shocked by thankful. job hunting. things are starting to line up. looks like i while be doing some home health as well as some prn for snf's and keeping rei. sova is coming along nicely. i adore her and never want to leave. seriously as much as i love everyone and going out and doing everything i love my home all the more. it could be because this is the first time i really feel like i have a home and not just a place i sleep and keep my things. all the main living and daily needs areas are now up and fully functional. now michael's workshop is coming up and soon my photo studio. i am burning with the need to shoot. once those things are up we can start creating the furniture we have been designing. i am a person that needs things in the future to look forward to to function at top capacity and currently there are enough fun projects on my horizon to keep me afloat for quite some time.

what i am having a hard time with is my allergies. at first i thought that it was from kicking up old cat dander and dust from the move. however i must say out home is pretty clean right now. i get attacked in the middle out the night and wake up completely sick. i need to go see a doctor at this point because i think it's progressively becoming wore and worse every time. the most frustrating part of it for me is that i can't seem to stop feeling uber groggy when this is happening. there are to many things i want to do. this is really putting a damper on my training for an up can coming 5k. over all i feel like these constant allergy attacks are contributing me feel very emotionally vulnerable  and in need to comforting. well that and the fact that my emotional state had not been so good the past few days. try as i might i can't seem to mend a couple heart strings that are out of tune.

today is one of those days. i was capable of very little physically and mentally. i did not feel outgoing and spirited nor fun and bubble. and honestly that's ok. im allowed. what i did find myself capable of was spending a few hours in the kitchen working on pasta sauce. i let the sound of simmering penetrate my thoughts and the aroma of spice attempt to break through my congested and blood cracked nostrils. today i was beat up and broken but i cooked it all away and put nothing but the goodness left into a jar.

so simple
amazing tomato powder form the spice house
spice of choice
two good tomatoes
cremini mushrooms
shiitake mushroom
a red paper
kindness, compassion, and gratitude


 when i make pasta sauce, or go to the spice house i never fail to have fond memories. it's hard to forget the things a love have taught you.

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