but man...
SO. in my daily, i work at Joann Fabrics. Or, I did? Technically still do but as of last saturday my store is one of the ones officially closing thanks to the buy out, and I have been supremely bummed. The art juices are not juicing and ever time I try and sit down and draw I just get this massive art block that says fuck you no to doing anything but doomscrolling youtube or spacing out in a 'game' where I technically don't' even do anything, just follow around a few friends while they do stuff and act like a pack mule for them (out of choice cause I don't got the drive to want to do things).
Way too many bullshit experiences have been chained together in relatively close quarters with each other and as soon as I THINK i'm starting to get back to a normal level art brain space, I get yeeted back down into the big sad hole of depression and i WANT to work on shit but god damn, i just wanna sleep about it and wait until I wake up with ~the vibes~ again, because being awake when things are shit is, well, shit. Also dealing with probate lawyer finalization shit that is... aggressively annoying because we keep getting told 'we''re done' with stuff and then they throw 8 more steps for US to do that seems like it should be their job to do in handling the estates??? but nah, we get to go talk to official government people for shit and get insurance switched over/rewritten because if we don't do it soon (they tell us, months later where we should have been able to get it started asap) we will lose the insurance on the house which will be an even bigger pain in the ass to get sorted out if that happens, and handle re-deeding shit, and this that and the other thing and I am just
t i r e d
I am a simple cat, i just wanna draw horny things and exist. Maybe eat good food and stay under the radar as a human creature. Stress sucks so hard. *whine*
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