Today I took a trip to Hobbycraft – that bane of my bank balance… But it was a reward for going to see Nice GP. I only needed a sick note for my mitigating circumstances claim for university, but still! Always best to avoid the professionals when I’m bouncy. He commented on the bouncy, I said I’m fine, he was unsure, I said I’m seeing CPN#4 anyway and that was that.
Hobbycraft didn’t have what I wanted for my first choice of project (more polystyrene eggs to make more dragon eggs), nor for my second choice (decal printer paper for… something… I haven’t decided yet), so I made it up as I went along. It resulted in a starter pack of oil paints, a large canvas, a couple of paint knife things and a restock of paper palettes. I painted the canvas blue.
I don’t really know where I’m going with the idea, but as oil paints seem to take a really REALLY long time to dry (a week to three months), I thought I’d better get started somewhere. I think next time I’ll just buy a can of spray paint. The background used up about half of my medium supplies, so they’ll need restocking before I can get on to the next bit anyway. Oh well – I think I’ll sort some stencils for this thing while it’s drying. It’s not too late for spray paint either; it’d probably be good to use some white around the edges of the clouds I’m planning. You know, for floatiness.
Husband went back to placement today after three weeks off for Christmas. It seems like the patients missed him as a couple of them specifically requested him for one to one time. He also got some really positive feedback from the staff there, so he’s a happy bunny. And rightly so.
Not much else has happened really. I keep drawing and painting. I want to go for a walk, but every time I get the nerve up to leave the house it seems to be raining or 3am. I’m not really sleeping properly, mostly just a few hours (four or five), but broken up. On the plus side it means that I’m not dreaming the long, vivid, involved dreams that I can’t make myself wake up from. I’m happy though!
Oh, my CPN wants me to go to a bipolar group. Which is interesting. I’ve never been to a group anything before, except in hospital and they don’t count. I’m thinking about it, but I’m terrified there will be other people there. Which there will, because it’s a group.