Hello, welcome to #weekendcoffeeshare!
Grab yourself a drink – tea, coffee, your choice. Me? I will go with a normal cup of joe – black, no cream, no sugar.
I was going to work today but changed my mind to enjoy the three-day long weekend.
If we were having coffee, I would first give you my latest garden update.
The perennial flowers are coming along great. I repotted some of the salvia and chamomile into larger pots. I may had gone a little overboard and over-seeded the salvia. Oh well, my garden can use a few more salvias.
I also started some sweet peppers. According to the internet, sweet peppers need about a 10-12 week head-start before it can be planted into the ground. I wonder what colors my peppers will be this year as I am using a kaleidoscope blend which contains different colors. They germinated on the 16th, so it should give them plenty of time before they outgrow their pots.
It feel so peaceful sitting on the couch looking at the greenery.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you I decided to give ashwagandha a try. It’s an Indian herb that’s supposedly able to help with stress and anxiety. Out of 100, my stress level, according to Fitbit, has been in the 70’s lately. I’ve been irritable, moody, tired but unable to sleep, don’t know whether it’s the middle of the night wake up call from mom’s videos next door or something.
I’m hoping this can help.
Especially in the last two weeks, I have been so confused about my moods. It’s up. It’s down. I don’t have time for roller coaster rides.
I think mom might had attributed to that. We had the exact same argument two weekends in a row. She started each time when all of the sudden, she started screaming and shouting like a child who didn’t get what he or she wanted.
Two weekends ago, I was working and she wanted me to look at her shingles for the umpteenth time that day. She accused me of not paying enough attention to her when I told her her shingles remained unchanged. I was on a tight deadline and I did want to get off work.
Last Sunday, I had just finished setting up my mini-greenhouse when she started screaming again, calling me a horrible person for not cleaning the house and always make her do it. In my defense though, I tried to clean the house but she would go back and re-clean everything minutes after I’ve done it while accusing me of doing a horrible job on purpose. So what’s the point?
As she cleaned last weekend, she continued shouting, calling me a horrible person and how God will punish me for abusing my mother.
Really? I think I’m the one being abused, not her. Every time I head out, I get interrogated when I return. Whenever I get a package, I get asked why I bought it. I hardly get any privacy in my own house. If anyone’s abusing anyone, it’s not me abusing my mother.
I have been taking this herbal supplement (ashwagandha) for the last 2 days but haven’t felt any difference yet. I have to hide it in my purse because she doesn’t believe I am stressed and have anxieties. If you asked me a few months ago if I would try supplements to reduce anxieties and stress, I would probably say no but I think I’ve gotten desperate and at this point, I’m willing to try anything.
I hope you’ve enjoyed this short and sweet edition of #weekendcoffeeshare, hope to chat again same time next week.