I was going to write a post about how overly commodity-ed the Xmas season has become, and how I’m feeling especially cranky about a number of things, including living with my in-laws, and all the obnoxious Xmas traffic I’ve been experiencing lately, and how I JUST FOUND out people are coming to clean the house in 30 minutes and I have to get things ready.
I decided that would be boring. So I kept it short, and a run-on sentence. I’ve been doing pretty well, meditation and exercise-wise, and I’ve been feeling pretty good. Not today. Today I just wanted to pull the covers over my head and make the world go away.
Yet it was not meant to be. All kinds of things can force one out of depression. As it turns out, even (and especially anger) can force one out of depression.
It’s overcast here today, which makes me think I WON’T be moving back to the NW anytime soon to deal with the SAD I know I experienced up there. It’s time to get back on the horse, as the saying goes. The only problem is, I’m not sure I ever had a horse, and if I did, I can’t remember its name.
My husband is also upset we were just informed the cleaning crew was coming. So that makes life even that much more joyous, as he is currently throwing an adult-sized tantrum.
I stopped preparing to rant a little bit. I think I am going to find somewhere to go read. I was supposed to travel to my Dad’s today, the wet roads and crazy drivers are making me think otherwise.
I guess this did end up being a cranky rant. There is lots of good news in the world and I am trying to stay focused on that. The fact I will be part of a hula dance troupe by invitation is one of those good things.
It would be better if I went to volunteer somewhere, I know. Today, though, with my appearance, someone might try to hand me the free soup.
End of rant. For now.