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Aug. 19th, 2005 05:15 pmOne of the most pernicious lies people tell is that God does not send you more than you can handle. If this was true, it would mean that we had an Almighty Accountant of Pain -- a colossal jerk and frankly not very good at the job, considering the number of people who have breakdowns. "Oops! Sorry, monkey! Signed, God." No. Not how it works. "You've already had two people in your family diagnosed with terminal illness this week, but you look sturdy, so let's go for three!" Wrong. (That is not the case with me. Just an example.)
Unfortunately, crying "uncle" does not seem to do any good. Still more unfortunately, most of the major factors that were stressful last time I said that are still stressful. And there are new ones since.
I am not even doing well enough to add a sarcastic huzzah to that, to find something clever or flippant to say. Earlier this afternoon I was going with humor dark enough that there's some debate as to whether information can escape from within a certain radius. I'm not capable of that just now, which is too bad, as it might get me through the two remaining tasks for the day (1. feed dinner to self and pup; 2. fetch
markgritter).
Tell me something good. Please.
Unfortunately, crying "uncle" does not seem to do any good. Still more unfortunately, most of the major factors that were stressful last time I said that are still stressful. And there are new ones since.
I am not even doing well enough to add a sarcastic huzzah to that, to find something clever or flippant to say. Earlier this afternoon I was going with humor dark enough that there's some debate as to whether information can escape from within a certain radius. I'm not capable of that just now, which is too bad, as it might get me through the two remaining tasks for the day (1. feed dinner to self and pup; 2. fetch
Tell me something good. Please.
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Date: 2005-08-19 10:19 pm (UTC)Also my dad just reached the official "cured" stage for the prostate cancer he had five years ago.
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Date: 2005-08-19 10:33 pm (UTC)See? Not doing well.
But starting short stories can be good.
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Date: 2005-08-19 11:10 pm (UTC)"And I saw Ista at dinnertime and Marissa was there and she is Ista's mommy and Tim was taking a shower!"
Clearly, he felt all of this was good.
(So did we. Thank you for a good time last eve)
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Date: 2005-08-20 03:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-19 11:15 pm (UTC)- Work let me leave early and take home a lovely new laptop.
- The ladies room at work has pretty-scented lotions in bamboo trays with candles and real cloth towels, just because it's nicer that way and my boss cares about that stuff.
- Jason got paid for the medical study he lab-ratted for.
- After bitching about my kids for the whole summer, I was thrilled to see them again - truly thrilled - when I got home from work, and couldn't stop smiling and glancing at them the whole way to St. Paul to pick up Jason's check.
- My new boss and my new co-workers invited me out after work for a drink with them (which I didn't do, but it made me happy to feel included already).
Aren't those good things?
Sorry you're feeling overwhelmed. I'll send you lots of good wishes and happy feelings, and I hope they eventually help. Hope things get better soon.
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Date: 2005-08-20 03:03 pm (UTC)I often say that you can tell how nice a place really is by how nice the ladies' room is, especially with restaurants and stores: if they don't bother to have a nice ladies' room, odds are fairly good that they will be expensive but not particularly great.
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Date: 2005-08-19 11:17 pm (UTC)Nice nurse practitioner told me that all of my lumps and weird skin things were normal. Huge sigh of relief.
Dogs are being cute. Haken cuddled in the WBH's lap all the way to the post office. Huge seventy-pound dog. According to Haken, he's really still just a little puppy. I believe him...sorta.
There is music. The roses are blooming. The lavender is purpled and fragrant.
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Date: 2005-08-19 11:17 pm (UTC)I wish I could fix things for you.
P.
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Date: 2005-08-19 11:43 pm (UTC)There are butter tarts in my frig, and my Canadian husband thinks he's in heaven.
Tomorrow is Saturday, and Ista will continue to master not-biting.
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Date: 2005-08-20 12:02 am (UTC)::hugs:: Hope your day is looking better.
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Date: 2005-08-20 12:47 am (UTC)-Daniel's sister starts her first "real" job on Monday.
-I had my mid-year performance review at work, and my boss thinks I'm doing great.
-Our neatfreak landlady came over to the house today, and complimented Daniel on how great the place looks. Somehow, somewhere, we seem to have learned to keep house tolerably well. (Daniel gets most of the credit, actually. I'm still rather a slob.)
-I bought myself a bright orange T-shirt to wear while exercising. Somehow, this makes workouts more fun.
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Date: 2005-08-20 01:35 am (UTC)You have a beautiful puppy to snuggle when you are sad.
You have two wonderful people in your house to snuggle.
*hugs*
And on a selfish note. I got another nap. Adding 2 hours to my sleep for the day...leaving it at the level of "OMG...am I ever going to be concious today" =P This is of the good, as I don't care about owie ears while asleep.
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Date: 2005-08-20 03:05 pm (UTC)I actually napped this morning, too, which is nothing short of amazing.
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Date: 2005-08-20 02:44 am (UTC)Mommy (thinking): Yes, when I was a girl someone came into our house in the night and stole our VCR.
Glen: Was anyone awake?
Mommy: No, he snuck in while we were sleeping.
Glen (gasping in shock): But, Mommy, that's A-LEGAL!
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Date: 2005-08-20 04:34 am (UTC)Hugs.
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Date: 2005-08-20 05:53 am (UTC)But to tell you something really really good: you are something really really good.
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Date: 2005-08-20 01:38 pm (UTC)There was a beautiful white full moon out last night, and we got to watch dark blue clouds passing in front of it.