Saturday, July 11, 2009

Saturday in CinCity, the Full Moon Edition



I blame it on the full moon. Or fluctuating barometric pressure, hormones, an unseen voo-doo doll somewhere, someplace. The fact is, I'm feeling quite grumpy. I'm tired of planning dinners. I'm tired of scheduling everyone else and constantly looking 5 days ahead. My job is mind-numbingly repetitive yet disjointed. It constantly threatens to rain outside and doesn't. I'm tired and can't get to sleep.

Who wouldn't want to wander London Town wreaking havoc and mayhem? The arguments for "Beast" are looking more and more attractive...



You'd think it'd be a little Warren Zevon to soothe my soul, but instead it's a road trip with Brook Benton.

12 comments:

  1. Embrace your grumpiness :-). Big hugs. xoxo

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  2. You know what I prescribed last night. It helped. I slept 8 hours straight, but don't tell the work police. I wouldn't want to be arrested for resting. That said, it's 6PM and I'm considering a shower and changing into something less comfortable. I've been in my pink flamingo jammies all damn day. Even missed spinning this morning.

    My real problem is my evening shift counterpart has been on medical leave since Memorial Day. She told me Friday that the doc signed her off work for another month. With her gone, all of the contingents pick up HER shifts and none are left to cover me for a day or two off. I think if she is going to be off for a really long time, they need to fill her shift with someone else and give her something else to do when she gets back. If she gets back. Yep. I'm cranky too and in dire need of a vacation.

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  3. There are days when my grandest dream is just to be by myself for while and not have to do anyone else's laundry, plan or prepare meals, or deal with anyone else's schedule, needs, desires etc. I get really grouchy too when I feel my whole purpose in life is to accommodate what other people want. The feeling passes, the perspective shifts, but in the heat of it, I burn, burn, burn with resentment.

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  4. I understand completely. Been there, been there, been there. As a matter of fact, I think I AM there.

    Just go with it. Be the best beast you can.

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  5. Sorry you are feeling flat. Perhaps a quiet corner, feet up, something pleasant to drink? Listening to some gentle music?
    Or even better, a proper, brisk walk, maybe getting away from those"London Town Horrors". Does anyone still walk in America?

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  6. Have someone else go get some takeout? Hope you can get some good rest soon.

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  7. Go ahead and let the beast out for a while. What's the worst she could do? :0)

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  8. Thanks for the pow-wow-ing with me. It helps.
    Took HoneyHaired to the opera tonight, then out for a 3-way and some coneys. Opera was lovely and only an hour and a half instead of the usual 3 hrs. Case where less is better:>)

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  9. Awww, I hope you feel better soon.. :)

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  10. Oh my, sounds like some "extreme" self care is order.

    May I suggest the following:

    Make a nice cup of tea, put your feet up, 3 deep breaths, and go here:
    http://www.gratefulness.org/labyrinth/chartres-auto.htm

    Now, put some headphones on so no one bugs you and select the "both" option.

    One of my favorite antidotes for a truly monstrous day.

    Sending soothing thoughts your way...

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  11. rrrrwwwwwooooooooaaaaarrrrrrrrr......... :-D Hope you're feeling better!.. Now I know why the little old lady got mutilated late last night.. :-)

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Hey, thanks for your thoughts and your time:>)