There are no birds, bunnies, bugs, flowers, lizards, or fish in this post. Ok, just a little bird. I need to hurry.
Arriving for re-fueling…
Ahhhh…. Slurp. I haven’t had time to stand in the bathtub for the male. I’ll get on it later.
I usually take about 40 photos a day, on the average. Today, I took only 5 and thankfully, they're OK.
Life is caving in all around me. When you are away from home for nine hours a day, it can be rough sometimes. Actually, it sucks most of the time. At 6:30 this morning my hair dryer burned up half-way through my blow-dry. My nose piece fell off my eyeglasses and that tiny little screw spiraled towards the drain in my bathroom sink but my sticky finger caught it. Office crap is dreadful. I’d rather be potting flowers in a nursery on my hands and knees. I have four loads of laundry in progress. My Hydrangeas look pitiful because the one-half inch of rain we saw over the weekend didn’t do squat! My Beta fish of two years is going to die and I can’t seem to bring myself to get it to the vet. Both Chloe and Bella need their distemper shots and I keep forgetting to make the appointment. I stood outside and hand-watered for an hour this evening so I didn’t have time to plant my new Zinnias that need to be in the ground! The hummers needed fresh nectar. The pond fish had their mouths open wide. The dogs want to play with me. There's a spilled cup of safflower seed in the sunroom. Is this a mixed-up mess? Yep.
Gina and Billy settled on their new house today so this evening I helped Gina pack my SUV with boxes to deliver to her house since Billy had to leave for Virginia. Mr. Biggins raced to my car because he thought he was going to Grandma’s house. Isn't he good lookin'? They have two weeks to get out of their apartment. That’s a good thing!
To make matters worse, my TMJ (Temporo-Mandibular Joint) has been inflamed since yesterday. Stress takes a toll on our bodies in different ways. I get lock-jaw. LOL! Some people suffer stress with headaches, backaches, or neck aches. I suffer stress in my face. I have a clicking jaw (I can hear it but no one else can) and it gets aggravated when tension causes me to grind my teeth and clench my jaw. So, now I can’t chew solids. I’m talking like my jaw is wired shut. How nice. It’s only painful when I want to open my mouth and chow down on a hard pretzel which is a no go. I’ll manage it and should be fine in a day or two. My saving grace is that Michael is away tonight and I didn’t need to WATCH him eat dinner.
So I’m thinking, something’s got to give. It will be my time on the computer, most likely. Isn’t it a crime that we (mostly women) give up the pleasures in life that relax us in order to keep our lives in order for us and everyone else? This is kind of stupid, but I really need to get a handle on things around here. It might take one day or five. I can’t predict.
While I’m writing this, two sweet girls are begging me for attention. Bella reached for the rawhide first (surprise).
Until I can see the light clearly and wrap my mouth around a roast beef and cheese sandwich on a Kaiser roll, I’ll try my best to continue this. Blogging. My form of total relaxation.
