I think my body is rejecting this old job. I think it may be the type of mud(drywall), not sure. Queasy, bones ache, ringing in the ears! Like holy! Major brutal biohazard. Don't know how much longer I can do this. So yea, it is really stressful. Don't know what else to do. The situation is strapped, the fam does the dutiful work, they get sick too. I am not able to work for other reasons. Long drawn out personal drama, not wanting to explain right now. At any rate no real home or real work, on the edge. In the meantime we build up to get out of it so we can later have a place. We do have a garden and one nice room.
Take what we have and make something. It's hard when it seems theres no way out and getting sick from current work, unable to move because of deemed debts, therefore no ownership of anything until 'the clear'. Been in limbo land, sick from stress at times. It's only arty stuff and making up some good times of expression that works. Fight against the downer culture, cheer up for a good reason, realistically.
Ok, now I feel better after talking this out a bit. Been having hot days too so tiring us out as well. I got to do what I can to wind down. Even just writing something here is a bit of the help. I've always been like that, stay up a bit late to clear out some thought. Ok well, got to go to bed now. It's getting late. Back to the sicky job tomorrow, think I'll try and wear a mask the whole time, it may help.
