Maybe it's the weather, or the lack of quality sleep, or the demands of a new kitten "meowing" nearly constantly. Perhaps it is PTSD having to relive the upcoming anniversary of 9/11, the contemplation I feel from reading Suzy's blog at http://miss_suzy.typepad.com/my_weblog/ , or God forbid, the ol' Multiple Sclerosis knocking on my back door again.
Whatever the cause, it seems I am either going to need a set of jumper cables to boost my inner battery today or a stick of dynomite to blow my arse off the sofa! It's just one of those days again...
"Something" is brewing just out of reach of my consciousness and physical body...I can't put my finger on it...I can barely describe it, let alone identify it. It feels like a mixture of physical exhaustion complicated by a state of mental confusion. One might immediately jump to labels like "depression" or other common ailments, but not THIS "one". I've had depressions before and this state of being just "ain't it".
Today is one of my few days off in the next series of seven...I won't see another reprieve from work until Wednesday. Because of this scarcity of "down time", I have a list as long as my arm of things I either need to do today or simply WANT to get done today. Unfortunately, I can't seem to motivate myself to even retrieve the list at this point in my day! I'm not even sure my mind could FIND it in my current state of "fog".
My kitten is curled up sweetly beside me on her pedestal...half on the stool, half sprawled across my lap... beside Ol' Faithful, the now functioning desktop. She seems to have the right idea...naps are essential. The weather outside is beautiful Pacific Northwest weather...not too hot, not too cold. The sun is shining brightly, inviting me to soak up some essential Vitamin D. The "hood" is quiet today...no one honking horns or playing bass in their cars so loud, it could shake my windows. The music I am listening to is soothing and inviting. But even with all this glory around me, I'm STILL having one of those days...
I think I'll retire back to the sofa now and stop trying to fight "this"...no good has ever come from fighting...at least that's what my mother used to say. Too bad she's not still alive to consult with our current government...
2 comments:
i hope you will be able to relax today and shut off the world.
Mmmmmm, sofa. Soooo soft, warm and full of unconditional love. Sweet, sweet sofa, through what window harkens me. When I get like that ... I eat A LOT of bran. Works every time!
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