The thirteenth indeed! My friend called and can't walk the dogs with me because her mom is very ill. My husband is a grump. I had a very bad night not sleeping and had a bad dream. You know how it shakes you up when a dream is disturbing. I'll be so busy today perhaps there is just no time for a funk, but right now I feel like stoking the fires, and getting myself as worked up as possible. But, part of my mind knows these are little trifles, and the world has much bigger issues to contend with, and I am so lucky overall that it is ridiculous. But I don't want to think about my fortunate state, I want to fantasize about my unfortunate state. Am I absurd? Absolutely!
I may be partly frazzled because I spent 40 minutes in line at the post office yesterday and then she wouldn't take my package because it was not wrapped well enough. She relented a bit, gave me scissors and tape and had me work on it. I eventually turned it in, but I was beaten down by the fray. I tackled a store for gift bags and garlands, and waited in another line, then finally purchased my stuff and when I got home discovered I had one more garland than I'd paid for. Did I return, dear reader, I did not. So on top of everything else I am a criminal. I hope the stripes are vertical in prison, because horizontal stripes do not suit me.
No wonder I'm in a mess. The holidays have come home to roost!
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