First thought you probably had was how could a penny be anxious? Things are not always as they seem.
Look what happens when you switch the noun and the verb and make “penny” an action word and “anxious” a person.
We now have an Anxious person doing something involving a penny.
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Started Out With Puzzles
Most of the articles on this website deal with ways that I have learned to help my daughter deal with her anxiety and depression and other mental health issues. This one will be no different although I will admit I hold this one VERY close to my heart.
Many nights during the earlier years were spent not knowing what to do for HC when she was having bouts of depression and anxiety. I would sit with her often times for hours in a dark room or we would go out to the TV and put on a familiar movie that she liked. And basically we both just sat there…neither of us knowing what to say or do.
Then one night when I knew that it was going to be a LONG NIGHT I suggested we throw on a hoodie, promised we wouldn’t see anyone we knew at 2AM and make a quick run to our open 24-hour local pharmacy. Why the pharmacy you may ask…for our favorite LONG NIGHT snacks of course…PEPSI and CHOCOLATE.
There on the end display was something so simple yet so complex.
Who knew that for the next couple of years there was ALWAYS a puzzle on the table being worked on. Yes I am not exaggerating the situation. For some reason HC found some sort of comfort sitting and working on puzzles.
Perhaps it was because it was something we could do together.
Perhaps it was because it was not required to have conversation while working on the puzzle.
Whatever the reason at that time in our lives, puzzles became one of the many LIFE-PRESERVERS in our often times sinking ship.
The interesting part was that while we sat at the dining room table for hours working on these puzzles HC seemed to open up to me much more than any other time. I was not asking questions. She felt no pressure to talk. It just happened. And it was good. So I guess I could say that at this time in our lives THE ANXIOUS PUZZLE.
Moved to Sorting Pennies
So how did we get from putting puzzles together all the way to sorting pennies.
The first reason is after two years of putting puzzles together we were running out of steam and needed a bit of variety. We tried those 3-D puzzles and we both got headaches so that was a big no.
The second reason we had to look for something different was the crazy husky puppy. She went through a phase of eating everything she found on the floor. Frustration sets in when you are putting a 2000 piece puzzle together and realize that you need 5 more pieces and you have 4 pieces left.
While looking on-line for other options I came across Abe Lincoln of all things. Yes there is a website out there in cyberspace that sells a kit where you can collect and sort pennies into different shades and then glue them onto a coded picture of Abe Lincoln.
You can find this kit on Amazon if you would be interested.
And so after this, the word PENNY became a verb in our family. We were always going to penny. We started with this portrait and moved on to flags and birdhouses and picture frames and candles.
Had a Brainstorm Moment
WHAT IF we could bottle up all this time and energy we spent sorting pennies and could actually make a penny or two.
On this website I have chosen to not discuss the trials that I have with attempting to work full-time, take care of my adult daughter who is not currently able to work and still pay all the bills (mine and hers). So in keeping with that theme I can only refer you to my other website which discusses that in more detail. It is my second website and is still in its baby stages but feel free to check it out. It is called How To Retire With Dignity.
You can get there from HERE: ==> howtoretirewithdignity.com<==
WHAT IF by sorting all these pennies we could turn them into a picture or craft that someone would purchase. Even if it was only to recoup the cost of supplies so we could buy more.
WHAT IF my daughter could feel she was contributing in a positive way by making a little money on the side. All I see is a WIN-WIN situation. (oh boy).
Why is it whenever I say WIN-WIN it almost always turns into LOSE-LOSE
Our First Craft Show Is Scheduled
Sounds like a GREAT IDEA to me. So I ask around and find out there is a local holiday craft show and they still have three spots available. So I hustle around and secure one of the last spots for this awesome craft show next Saturday,
That gives us a little over a week to finish up some projects and figure out what one needs for a craft show and although it will be a rush I think we can accomplish a decent showing for our first craft show.
I need to pay more attention to context clues. I know this but often times I get so wrapped up in my own thoughts and feelings I forget that we are two totally different people.
I call my daughter and tell her the good news and that we have so much work to get done. We were able to get one of the last spots. Now the show was a sell-out. 150 vendors and crafters all together inside a high school gym and cafeteria. Not counting the hundreds and perhaps thousands of people coming to the holiday craft show.
Can anyone, besides her sometimes clueless mother, see this might be a problem?
I come home from work that night and I am ready to get going on all those penny projects and can you guess what I found? I am ready to penny and she is sitting on the couch with a table pulled in front of her and she is sorting PUZZLE PIECES.
I am going to have to put the conclusion on hold…we are one week away from the Craft Show and decisions need to be made.
Should I just eat the $60 and skip the show?
Can HC pull herself together and make the show or should she even try?
Should I go without her when it is OUR thing?
Stay tuned to this channel to see how we decide to proceed.
Keep fighting the good fight.