New Painting | Untitled #1

Never managed to come up with a title for this one.  I don't really tend to agonise over titles, so if one doesn't come to me right away, it doesn't get one.  I'm fairly certain the roller I used for this is actually meant for screen printing, but oh well.

16x12" acrylic on canvas.

I might start a new one later today, but I've had a weird headache off and on since last week, and my usual medication for it has not even touched it.  I don't think it's actually a headache, which is part of it.  Which is to say, it feels like a headache, in that there's definitely some sort of weird pressure somewhere around my skull, but it's not the migraines I normally get.  I think it's either something in my sinuses or my jaw or something instead, or that I've been grinding my teeth at night, or something in that area.  Every time I want to get started on something, this gets in my way, and I really should make an appointment about it except I've got about a dozen appointments next month already and ugh.  This week was supposed to be my chill do nothing week before the nightmare started, and so far I've spent this week dealing with this, fighting off pit bulls that were running loose at the lake while I was off on my morning walk, and coming home to no power.

I've been walking a lot this year, mostly as a means of losing weight.  I've finally got below 200lbs, and that seems to be where I've hit my plateau, which has really annoyed me.  The first thing that annoyed me is that I have no idea what my starting weight was, because our bathroom scale was actually broken.  It was really irritating to say to my husband, "This scale isn't moving, I think it's broken," and for him to laugh at me because that's the thing everyone says.  But it was obvious that I had been losing weight because my clothes weren't fitting right anymore.  So he weighed himself on the scale, and it was odd that we both were reading 215 or something really absurd, when we're very different sizes.  Then he went to work and weighed himself, and he weighed more than that, and had to admit that yeah, actually, our scale was broken.  So we bought a new fancy digital one and suddenly I was around 250.  So I have no idea how long I sat there, not budging from 225 that I was actually losing quite a bit of weight, but now I'm guessing I was probably closer to 275.

But that was insanely frustrating, because it had given me this really warped starting point to begin with, and then it turned into a massive setback that I didn't think I'd ever really be able to recover from.  And now that I finally have, I've completely stalled again, and I'm just getting frustrated all over again with it.  I've got a present to myself lined up for when I hit a specific goal, which is basically a shopping trip to toss out all of my shirts that now fit me like circus tents, and replace them with new ones that will fit me better.  I also need to find somewhere that sells trousers for hobbits, because annoyingly I'm not at the point yet I don't think where I can get away with figuring out what size I am in boys' sizes.  Fucking nowhere sells jeans and trousers in a 26" inseam and it drives me to madness, and if I'm going to be spending all sorts of money on a brand new wardrobe, I don't want to be spending it again on having everything hemmed up.  Increasingly, that seems like it's going to be what I have to do.

I mean, I've found this, but it's fucking highway robbery.  $160 for one pair of jeans, and they only go up to 38w. 

Basically, everything about this has frustrated me, and I just want to be able to wear some clothes that fit me, and why is it not easy to find any?