I Need Hazard Pay

I'm seeing that psych tomorrow to hopefully get anxiety medications for what me and Alex can only theorize is severe health anxiety with a lil' smidge (or more) of PTSD. Will I keep going back to work? Yes, because I love it. I love the dead people. The pandemic doesn't change that.

Sewing has been a big support. I tend to lose myself in the art of it and my anxiety goes away. I'm not very good at it, but I'm still a beginner so maybe one day I'll be good. I want to make a pair of boxers next, or sleep pants!

I don't have any quips or witticisms about all this. Normally I can think of a snappy thing or two to say but there's really nothing to it other than mental illness hit me, like many other health care workers.

Anyways, I mustered up the willpower to take a photo of my machine. It's a 401a Slant-O-Matic, and isn't it just beautiful? Ignore the mess lol



I'm gonna name it THE ROCKETEER because that's a fantastic movie no one ever talks about anymore. I'm gonna practice my zigzag stitch today before I try to make any clothes.

Also I was at the DMV today and was thrown into the 10th circle of hell. So many lines. So much chaos.