![Image 1 — My little sister and I spent the afternoon drawing on the terrace, no phones involved. It started raining approximately five minutes after we finished. The timing matched the temporary nature of our art so much it made me honestly smile. [OC]](https://preview.redd.it/3tgj8luuqkkh1.jpg?width=2268&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e7761aa22f2108a1fdfcaa56ccff9d6b9545ba90)
![Image 2 — My little sister and I spent the afternoon drawing on the terrace, no phones involved. It started raining approximately five minutes after we finished. The timing matched the temporary nature of our art so much it made me honestly smile. [OC]](https://preview.redd.it/4nk0u5quqkkh1.jpg?width=2268&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=909b748b2851e430745ae894ec6328dc920b7639)
![Image 1 — My little sister and I spent the afternoon drawing on the terrace, no phones involved. It started raining approximately five minutes after we finished. The timing matched the temporary nature of our art so much it made me honestly smile. [OC]](https://preview.redd.it/3tgj8luuqkkh1.jpg?width=2268&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e7761aa22f2108a1fdfcaa56ccff9d6b9545ba90)
![Image 2 — My little sister and I spent the afternoon drawing on the terrace, no phones involved. It started raining approximately five minutes after we finished. The timing matched the temporary nature of our art so much it made me honestly smile. [OC]](https://preview.redd.it/4nk0u5quqkkh1.jpg?width=2268&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=909b748b2851e430745ae894ec6328dc920b7639)
I’ve been exhausted for a while and now that I finally have time off, I keep wishing I could spend a few days completely alone. Not just an evening doing my own thing, but actually alone, without my husband there. And I feel horrible even writing that.
We’re planning a reconstruction, there’s always cleaning to do and always another decision to make. None of that is his fault, but I think my brain has started associating him with more things being expected from me. Even spending “quality time” together sometimes feels like another task I need to find energy for.
Recently I cried while trying to explain how badly I needed to rest, and that finally seemed to make him understand. Now I can’t tell whether I just desperately need a break where nobody needs anything from me, or whether not wanting to be around him means something is actually wrong with our relationship.
Do you ever need a proper break from your spouse? Does some time alone make you miss them again? How do you know whether you’re overwhelmed or with the wrong person?
Title. Byt je na Praze 13, jde prakticky o komplet rekonstrukci při zachování parket - komplet kuchyně a dvě koupelny, plus oprava těch parket, příprava na dveře, zásuvky a vypínače apod.
Prosím házejte firmy se kterými jste byli spokojení i nespokojeni, je dobrý i vědět čemu se vyhnout, že. Díky!
For at least the past month, I’ve been stuck in this constant “I don’t wanna” state.
I know what I need to do. My brain just rejects all of it. Every task gets an immediate “no.”
I know this is probably executive dysfunction, but I’ve spent so many years blaming myself that I can’t stop feeling like I’m choosing this somehow. I end up stuck in a loop of not doing the thing, feeling guilty, hating myself for it, and then being even less able to start.
Last week I also ran out of my meds, which definitely didn’t help, and now I’ve got a ton of work to finish by the end of the month, plus a messy apartment and all the normal life stuff. Everything just feels impossible.
The advice is always “make a list” or “break it down,” but even making the list feels like another task I don’t want to do. Most of what I need to do is abstract work anyway, so I get stuck trying to define the tasks instead of doing them.
Has anyone else been through a phase like this? Did it pass?
And more importantly: How do you get yourself moving when your brain refuses literally everything? I’m looking for the most basic, practical strategies that helped you get through periods like this without your work and life completely falling apart.
I recently realized how many paper napkins and towels we go through every day, especially as I spend a good 5 minutes blowing my nose every morning, and my husband often uses a paper kitchen towel to wipe stuff down even though there is usually a microfiber cloth on the sink (it does sometimes get dirty or smelly though) . How did you handle this switch? How do you deal with the dirty cloths before you have enough to wash them?
*Context for anyone new:* I’ve been cleaning up a small park near me for the past few weeks and the worst part is always cigarette butts. The city workers pick up the larger litter, but the butts mostly stay behind, especially around the benches.
There are already bins nearby, but people still toss cigarette butts into the grass, so 4 days ago I decided to try something different and attached a few ashtrays directly to the benches.
Two were made from cheap metal flowerpots and one was improvised from a can I found in the park. I filled them with some of the butts I’d already picked up so people would immediately know what they were for.
I expected them to either disappear or get ignored.
*The actual update:*
Instead, all of them are still there after 4 days, including a Friday night, and they’re getting used. Not by everyone, obviously, but there are definitely cigarette butts ending up in the ashtrays that weren’t there before.
There are still some of cigarette butts on the ground, sure, but there are fewer than before, and now at least some of them are ending up somewhere better.
Do you do stuff like this? Does it stay?
The before is actually after a failed attempt with a pretty orange wax (apparently my husband is colorblind), its not 100 % finished yet, but I honestly cant tell if its good anymore after staring at it for so long.
Basically title. Sometimes I get really self conscious when I want to clean up a place, but people come in to spend time there. I guess I don’t want to be seen? Anyone had similar feelings and has advice? Thanks!
I’ve been passing through this park-ish space for the past few years, but only recently decided to properly see how much litter is on (and IN) the ground. Since I pretty regularly sit down to smoke there, I decided to clean up around one of the benches. Took me three days to achieve no visible litter (and almost none off hidden either) left, around a 4 meter perimeter or so. I’m really proud of myself, simply because there are many animals living there and I even mustered the courage to file a report to the city about the impact my small cleanup had and of they could do it properly and add bins with ashtrays next to the benches (currently there are only two and pretty far). I just hope that it will last at least the same time it took me, but as the title says, I don’t keep my hopes high, because, you know, people…
Days one and two are linked in the first comment:)