Sour

I have felt so unmotivated recently.  All I want to do is sleep, but my mind won’t shut off and I end up staying up until midnight every night.  This is terrible, not good, counterproductive, crazy making stupid.  For reals.  It’s not helping my mood at all.

Today I had the day off and Josephine went to Ga Ga’s house around 10:30, and I, to my dismay, got (almost) nothing accomplished.  I was in a terribly sour (the sourest) mood.  I took my sour self to the house to screw on some light switch and plug faceplates, but when I got there Taylor told me that it would have to wait until later, since he would be switching out a lot of the plugs.  Grrr.  Sour mood got even sourer er er er.  So I spent an hour wiping down the old faceplates (such a colossal waste of time), and sorting out the ones that were no good (why didn’t I do that when I took them off, answer me that?).   Afterwards I decided to wash the dog, since Sir Buddy apparently had some ticks, and the flea medicine is apparently not killing the super strong fleas.  I wrestled Buddy to the ground, lathered him up and washed him off.  As soon as I was done he ran right over to the grass and rolled around in something nasty because, dammit, a dog should not be clean! (Gotta love his dedication to grunginess).

So stinky and clean!

After that I decided that I was done at the house (ahem, like I’ll ever be done), and I went to the one place that everyone should go when they are in a sour mood… WALMART!  Seriously, dumb decision.  Dumbest decision ever.   My dumbity was rewarded, however, when I found Taylor a black cowboy shirt in his size for five bucks.  Almost made it worth it that I stood in long lines, was almost run over by numerous people in the aisles, and was generally a scowling bitch who was annoyed at everyone (plus I left one of my bags at the check stand and had to go back after I was already on my way home.  Double grrr).  Maybe I should have just stayed home and napped.

I am still in a foul mood now, so sorry for the negative ninny post.  Not even Josephine and her cuteness could salvage my mood.  However, I read a quotation today that I feel I should share.

“Finish each day and be done with it.  You have done what you could.  Some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can.  Tomorrow is a new day.  You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”     -Emerson

This is going to help me tomorrow, because today… well, let’s just say today can suck it.

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