Junkyard Days

We all have them. Days when we feel useless and broken. We are sad. We want to just stay in our pajamas and read or watch TV. We want to forget how we are not progressing on our “to-do” list and feel guilty.

Like today, for example. The weather is cloudy and cold. The clouds are gray and thick, not allowing the sunshine through. Gloomy. Housework needs to be done, and meals planned. Guess what? I do not care. I only feel like cleaning when it’s sunny. It’s no fun to plan meals that you cannot eat. Who am I kidding? It is NEVER fun to plan meals, especially when the people you cook for answer your question, “What do you want for dinner?” with one of three answers:
1. I don’t know, 2. I don’t care, or 3. Whatever.

Two can play that game. When he comes in from his shop and asks, “What’s for dinner?” I could give him one of the 3 answers and see how he likes it. That would be fun but, at the same time, in bad taste. I am trying hard to be gracious instead of sarcastic, to be kind and not snotty. In a nutshell – this is very difficult for me.

Let Me Introduce You to My Inner Child

Rest assured, long-time readers, that graciousness and kindness only extend to humans and their pets. I will write a sarcastic and snotty letter to the Utility company when warranted. It’s what I love to do. I just can’t help it. It’s not only Utility Companies and Government Agencies that force me to rant. I have been dealing with a situation in the past couple of weeks that you will soon hear about, I am sure.

I am too embroiled in it to take the time to rant today. Even though it is a particularly Junkyardy day.

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Spring Cleaning – The Reality

I was very proud of myself for starting and I got all the upper cabinets clean and shiny. It took 2 hours and I was tired from getting up and down the step-stool, so I planned to start the lower cupboards the next day.

You may have noticed that it is a week later, since I began my plan. The lower kitchen cabinets remain neglected as I write this. Why this sudden halt? A combination of things happened. The first one was my lack of sleep and feeling fatigued. The second was the fact that spring was over – a winter storm warning loomed up and things got chilly and rainy. I don’t know about anyone else, but when gloomy cold weather is going on the spring feeling leaves me. I expect it to return when later this week things warm up again.

Next week I will have to do something labor intensive to keep me sane while I wait for Memorial weekend to come, so spring cleaning will be that thing. I hope.

You never know what’s going to happen…

TTFN

Time For a Gratitude List

Yep.

Or as Grandma would put it- “Count your blessings!”

The weather has turned colder and gloomier, matching my personality of late.  I have been neglectful of my “Be the Sunshine” self.  My grooming habits have disintegrated into “who cares?”  Even all the ‘forbidden’ foods I’m stuffing into my face are not helping me feel better.

I know I am depressed & wallowing in self-pity.  I also know that I am smarter than this and I have many things to be grateful for that I should be focusing on.  And I will, grandma, I promise.

BUT FIRST…

I need to rant a bit.

Remember in late February when the coronavirus was declared a Pandemic?

As cases and death tolls piled up all over the US, it reminded me of Stephen King’s The Stand and the plague that wiped out 99.9% of the population.  Anyone who read the book or watched the mini-series on TV thought of that story.  I came upon a tweet by Stephen King that said coronavirus was nothing like that plague – it was not nearly as bad. Someone tweeted him in reply “Dude!  Have you read that book?”  This amuses me greatly every time I think about it.

I hate that there is always a “catchphrase” when there is a catastrophe or shocking event. The one that really irritates me is, “The new normal.”  It’s new for sure, but it is not normal. No one wants it to be either.

Suddenly – all the toilet paper vanished. No one remembers people buying mass quantities. Sanitizer solutions, alcohol, and disinfectant wipes vanished. Frozen meats and dairy items, also vanished.  And if you wanted any bread – you had to make it yourself.  We wondered what would be next.

Everything is coming back to the shelves now. Except for the T.P.  Stores have to ration 1 roll per person, per day.  Rationing?  Like in WWII?  Not only paper for personal hygiene, but the kind you write letters on.  This makes me wonder if the stationary is a TP back up plan.  I wonder about many other things too.  Is diarrhea a symptom, BTW?

For instance, I wonder if the Senate Hart Building ran out of T.P., or if the White House has a surplus of darn near everything under the sun.  All those press conferences in March and we did not hear anything interesting and pertinent – like hoarding or shortages.  The local news was full of these interesting (and often disturbing) things.

The other thing I wonder is are people obeying the “Stay at Home, Save a Life” philosophy?  Maybe most are. I would like to think so, but it’s upsetting when I make my twice-monthly trip to the grocery store and there is traffic in town like normal (not the new normal but the old normal). People out and about without masks, even though our county is providing masks for free to everyone who wants one.

I bet they would wear one if they could see the dreadful spores floating and bouncing about.  Or not.  I have been told, “I’m not sick.” Or “I don’t believe in wearing a mask.”  Do you believe in death?  Because that is what is happening all over the world.  Moron!

Why can’t there be laws against stupid?  Grrrr!  That is a topic for a completely different post for another day when I am feeling grouchy.

Thanks for listening.  I feel much better now!

Stay tuned for my next post: Counting my Blessings.

♥  TTFN  ♥