Tag: gripe

Joss Stone CD

I just bought a Joss Stone CD that I have been wanting for ages and I can’t play it on my computer in Media Player. I don’t have any other CD player! What is the point of buying a CD if you can’t play it? Grrrrrrr.

So, even though I have the CD, I still have the pleasure of listening to it, to look forward to.

Waiting Rooms

Waiting Rooms are designed to drive me insane. I have spent a little time in them the last few days. I have completed a whole book sitting in a waiting room. That is the good thing about them. Now I know to bring a book, because the magazine selections are always poor and insulting. The chiropracter’s waiting room is tolerable because the people waiting there are usually not contagious. If you go to a doctor’s waiting room however, it always seems to me insane that all the sick people are hanging out together, waiting for so long. Who knows what you could catch? The name itself, “Waiting” how’s that for setting you up for impatience? I guess it’s better than the catch the flu room, which is how it feels sometimes in there.

By the way the book I finished was the short story collection by Margo Lanagan, “White Time”. It was great. I can’t say my favourites because I loved every one of them.

Full Moon Eclipse?

I sure it has been the full moon eclipse business that has totally ruffled me this week. I have been tired, cranky, sad and unmotivated with no apparent reason. I have continued to exercise, but have not eaten well or recorded any stats. I have burnt meals and done last minute rushed shopping frequently.

I’ve had weird dreams about people I’m not really fond of and found them unexpectedly turning up in reality the next day, when I never see them and I like it like that. I haven’t felt like doing any writing or creative stuff, much less disassembling the mounds of dirty clothes and trails of where I’ve been through the house.

Maybe it was the scary thunderstorm last night when my son was down the street and beloved was riding home on his dirt bike. I imagined all sorts of disasters striking either one of them, even whilst I knew it was saner and more pleasant to ‘think positive thoughts’. Perhaps it was the heat and the rain making the heat kind of sticky rather than refreshing as I was hoping it would be.

Could be it was letting go of my daughter on the weekend and talking to her on the phone and hearing that she was tired, busy and sounded just a little overwhelmed and I couldn’t get to her in an instant to help. Yet because I was moving house with daughter on the weekend I didn’t do a great job of my housework and I was disorganised.

Not to mention all the consequences that flow on from those things such as not being totally prepared to teach each lesson and so getting further behind at school, or that there have been quite a fewinterruptions at school this week, such as swimming carnivals and thinkfests, all wonderful and important things that I love, yet interrupt the flow.

The good thing is that I woke this morning and thought, it’s feeling better, and today was. It was much better. I achieved a lot and feel good.