I’m grumpy.
Broadband has stopped working at home. I think it’s because I told the telephone woman that I don’t need my name on that line because we don’t use it any more. Well, we don’t use the phone but it’s our broadband line. Oops. The fact that it’s my own fault makes me grumpier.
So I’m sitting in McDonald’s – whose door I haven’t darkened since around the turn of the century. I hate McD’s. Even more than I hate Starbucks. My hatred for Starbucks is all about principles – I don’t always hate their products. But McD’s? Oh I hate everything……except their new free wifi apparently. I like that. So I bought a cup of coffee that rivals the badness of airplane coffee (and that’s saying something) and am sitting here listening to bad music and generally being grumpy.
This morning, to no one except God, I actually said out loud, “I’m overwhelmed.”
So I guess I am because, even though I talk to myself quite a lot, I don’t often make statements like that out loud.
So where’s the positive thinking? (Oh Lord, it’s Michael Jackson now….) Positive positive.
I think, once I’m done here, I’m going to tackle the following issues – in no order at all. If fact, I will probably do them all at once, a little here and a little there.
Home environment. I’ve got half way through the big clear-out which means it’s worse than when I started. I am going to file everything. Ask me.
Laundry. Clean bedding makes everything a little better.
Food. I got irritated with the staff who left me waiting forever (5 mins is FOREVER at McD’s) so I didn’t order the plain toasted bagel with jam on the side. So now I’m very hungry and that makes me even grumpier. Lunch will probably be soup. I have lots of fruit to eat up in the afternoon and a friend is coming for dinner which is all prepared (thanks to M&S) and ready to go – crab stuffed trout. All I have to do is boil a few new potatoes and fine green beans.
Exercise. I hurt. I’m going to limit my exercise to running up and down stairs. Oh. I don’t think I mentioned that I ran out my front door on Wednesday thinking that I’d make it to the end of the block. Instead, I made it 1.2 miles before I had to walk. I was thrilled after 2 months with no aerobic exercise at all. None. Yesterday I managed a 4k row and a good sweat on the TreadClimber. It is a huge relief to know that I’m not as out of shape as I thought I’d be.
Once the house is clean and lovely and smelling fresh and generally happy, I’m going to sit down and write a couple of letters. Maybe it’s not such a bad thing that we have no broadband.
Many years ago when I was feeling equally overwhelmed I had a picture of myself with a huge pile of rocks. I was tugging and tugging trying to move the big boulders on the bottom of the pile – instead of removing the little light ones from the top. I’ve never forgotten that. Every rock I take away lessens the overall burden. The boulders are beyond my control so I might as well leave them alone.
Millie