So, I realised that you can share your buildings in the sims on twitter, so that more people can see them. Problem: I did not have an twitter account, but I do now. I joined twitter for sharing houses I built in the sims. Is that weird? No, it is not weird. I like building, it is relaxing. Okay, I did get stressed when I built the very thin house, because, STAIRS! Why are there not spiral stairs in the sims? Why are there not bunkbeds? It feels like a lot of things are missing, and I wonder why they can not fix that.
But anyway, I got twitter, I linked it to this blog, and I will share houses I built in the sims. I think this is my special interest for a while. Yey for having autism.
I had a pretty good weekend this time, especially sunday. My husband was going to buy new headphones, and me and my daughter went to. We also thought we could turn in our daughters phone, she has dropped it to many times and the screen it in shards. That did not go totally well with my daughter, she would have no phone! Her life was ruined! She did get to borrow mine later, but that is not really good either, but it works. She was mostly upset about her Harry Potter game.
I also finally bought the Supernatural cookbook. I have to have some things left of it, even when the series end. I will make Pudding!
Sims starter house
I also build houses in sims. I did a tiny starter house, tier-2. With a pool, so that they do not get to hot. I am really happy that there are stuff that are free so you can build a house that looks almost okay, but a sim can still buy it for a starter.
So, all in all, I think I am okay. I think that I feel alright, but I am not sure either. I do feel like I am always on edge, and there is a lot of sensory overload right now. It is to bright, to much noise. I have no idea how to make it better.
Many people would think that I have nothing to stress over. I guess it is a little bit of this, and a little bit of this.
My spoons are really low today, and my home and all in it suffers from it. Mostly me and the housework. After we had guest over for my birthday, I realised that one of our cats had peed in my husbands wardrobe. Lots more too wash. My daughter has not been to school, when I try to get her to go she has meltdowns. They can last hours if they are really bad.
Of you where thinking more why I was talking about spoons, I mean like that. Not this:
So, my spoons feel like they are gone today. Mostly.