Still lost

I still can't find my camera.  It's really bugging me.  I remember putting it around my neck when I came home from uptown.  Nothing after that.

Maybe what I've lost is my mind.

I know I've lost my... oh, I don't know what to call it.... my mojo? my drive?  ?

Sundays are hard for me.  Home alone.  All the stuff I need to do staring me in the face. 

I can't even bring myself to go outside and see my horses.  I think I'm a little depressed.

This last year I've had some major disappointments and I'm trying to find my way to my new reality. 

I've been forced to detour, and I feel like the road I'm on is a muddy, rutty, crappy dirt road.  And my four wheel drive just ain't workin' very well.

I've got no map and what route to take is iffy. 


I keep reminding myself to just keep moving until I find my way.

So today I'm focusing on working on some purses.  I've got the bag parts all woven, I just have to do some fringe tying and handle finding.  That's what I'm gonna do.

And maybe that dang camera will decide to show itself.