Thank Goodness for the Puzzle Fairy!

woman wearing fairy costume

I received a fantastic present from The Puzzle Fairy yesterday, and it brought such a bright smile to my face – which is definitely what I needed at the end of a horrible week.

Yesterday The Puzzle Fairy took the guise of my sweet, kind puzzle pal Penny. She sent me a 300 piece puzzle with a gorgeous image of a Boston Terrier – it looks so much like my Buddy! 💗🐾

Guess which puzzle I’ll be doing next?

Anyone in your life that you could be The Puzzle Fairy for? I know I have a few gently used puzzles that I’ll be sending to a friend who loves jigsaw puzzles as much as I do; and there’s also a family member who might just have a puzzle at their door very soon. 🧚‍♀️

Still Choosing…

I finally assembled a small puzzle yesterday, it was 200 pieces. It’s finished, but I have yet to get the pictures put on my computer and write up the post; at least I got back to my puzzles though.

Haven’t chosen the next puzzle to assemble yet, but at least I made some progress.

Perhaps I need some inspiration. What are you all working on today?

Snail Mail In Progress

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Snail Mail – Re-marks – 300 pieces

Back to the puzzle room and back to my puzzle board. FINALLY.

On Tuesday evening, after receiving a care package of puzzles from my dear friend Penny, I finally got myself motivated to get back to my puzzles.

Having had to stop my strongest pain medication about 3 weeks ago, I was only able to sit long enough to sort and assemble the edges, but it was progress. Finally. Yesterday I wasn’t able to sit up for any length of time at all, and didn’t touch any puzzle pieces all day, but I’m hopeful that I can be back there today.

Puzzling, for me, helps me to relax, de-stress, and actually assists me in dealing with the chronic pain of my injury. My mind becomes laser focused on the pieces, the shapes, the colors, and the patterns; and somehow pushes the recognition of the pain to the side, if only for a little while.

I’m glad I finally got my butt in gear and got back to my beloved puzzles, and I hope to be back to them again today. They are helpful in dealing with stress, anxiety, pain, and much more. It’s like meditation – focusing on puzzle pieces only, and pushing thoughts of everything else from your mind.

For me, they are necessary. And I’m glad there’s a puzzle on my table now; it needs assembling, and I’m just the gal to get it done. 😎

Still Nothing…

Still nothing in progress, unfortunately. But I am determined to do some puzzling today, even if it’s only a mini puzzle.

I did start sorting a larger puzzle, but it was too dark and had too many pieces – and to be honest I just gave up. It seemed overwhelming, and it was my fault for choosing the wrong puzzle at the worst time.

Thanks to my puzzle pal Penny there are several 100 piece puzzles here to choose from, and I also have a winter/Christmas themed micro puzzle from Wentworth that is only 40 pieces.

Gotta get back on the horse! Or at least maybe a puzzle with a horse?

Hope you are all well, healthy, and working on an entertaining puzzle. 🙂

No Puzzling In Progress

I’d show you a picture of an empty board today, but to be honest the puzzle that was in progress three days ago is still sitting there. It is complete, but it’s still on the board and I haven’t started anything else. 😐

To be completely honest, I’m in the middle of a major depressive funk that has me doing almost nothing all day long. Usually I don’t discuss things like this, but I think part of the problem with mental health issues is that we don’t discuss them – and I’ve seriously had enough of pretending to be happy and positive all the time.

Many of us around the world have depression, and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with having it or admitting we have it. By talking about it, we find out that although it may seem as though we’re alone – we are not. And also that having depression or anxiety isn’t a failing, it doesn’t make you weak, it doesn’t mean you’re a “mental case”; it just means that you’re human and you may have a chemical imbalance. Just because you put the word “mental” in front of “illness” doesn’t mean you’re crazy.

I’m not crazy. I may love jigsaw puzzles to an almost unhealthy degree, but I am not crazy. I’m depressed. I have serious anxiety problems – still not crazy.

A couple of years ago I developed an “electrical problem” in my heart. It caused a serious rapid heartbeat called tachycardia that had me hospitalized twice and in jeopardy of having a heart attack or a stroke. Since then I’ve had to take medication to keep the electrical system in my heart working properly; the only problem is that it cannot be taken with antidepressants. I’d been on antidepressants for many years, but in the choice between being less depressed and having a heartbeat – you can imagine which one I chose.

So, with the changes in pain medications that cause me serious problems and more pain, the world in the midst of a pandemic costing many lives, and a host of other small things – I’m having an extremely tough time right now. And if we don’t talk about things like being anxious or depressed – or both – things aren’t ever going to change or get better.

So instead of telling you what’s in progress today and pretending that all is well; I’m telling you that all is not well, nothing is in progress, and I am just doing the best I can.