Tuesday, December 28, 2010

The Wind Matches My Disposition

It's 18 degrees here with a northwest wind that gusts from 12-28 mph. The skies are gray and thus far there is no snow falling. Fine with me.

I ventured outside twice yesterday. Once to burn paper garbage - which will be illegal in this state come April 1, 2011 - and once for the mail.

This is my third day without a pain pill due to the multiple reactions I had to it. That in itself, does not bode well for my disposition. I took a Tylenol PM last night hoping it would knock me out for awhile. No luck. At 3 a.m. I took a super hot shower and drank some decaf tea thinking that would help. No luck again.

Sweetie's been up since 8:30 which is late for him. He left me one cup of coffee so I made another pot. I'm ignoring the cheesecake in the fridge. Devouring more sweets isn't advisable given my blood sugar level. And come to think of it, that is likely affecting my mood too.

So what to do?

How about I take my own advice and blow these thoughts out of my mind. When I get stuck on thinking about the past it robs me of the present. Can't change one bit of yesterday and certainly don't want to mess with tomorrow as it's not here yet.

So today I'll practice looking around me at all I DO have. And immediately I know that it is ENOUGH.

So to hell with ungrateful, spiteful, alienating, self-absorbed, mis-informed, gossiping, jealous and vengeful people. Karma will visit them sooner or later.

There, I feel better already.

And thank you to Bellen for your comment. What you describe is so familiar and sad. And thank you to you know who, who always finds a ray of sunshine or a good laugh in everything I mention.

And now, it's time to savor this quiet, comfy household and my dear Sweetie and our precious Lady and Kitty Kitty. They are enough.


Kyddryn said...

Oh, Mizz Treesong, I need to take a page from your book...it's so easy to look around and see what ISN'T there, and panic sets in...I so often see what I CANNOT do, and fret...but...

I have a house. It's a giant, leaky, cracker box of a place, but it's mine to live in and no one will take it from me.

I have a vehicle that runs despite my lackadaisical maintenance (upkeep takes currency, in short supply here at Casa de Crazy) and gets me where I need to be without complaint.

I have a son who loves me, and a daughter on the way, and life may get tough, ugly, and mean sometimes, but it's our life to live on our terms...which puts us far and away ahead of the game, doesn't it?

I'm in a mood, of late, and it's not a pretty one...but I'll try to remind myself soemtimes that I have much, despite what I find lacking.

Shade and Sweetwater,

HermitJim said...

Hey, Treesong...try and keep those more positive thoughts in your head, my friend!

I'm sending you all the positive energy I can muster! I know that you and Sweetie can get over any obstacles that may pop up, simply because you both are from very strong stock and are full of the "can do" spirit!

Blessings, my friend!

Anonymous said...

Hi there Treesong,
Oh do I know from whence you come but this year or the rest of it I refuse to let anyone get the best of me.
What would probably kill most people would be the fact that we can sit back and be totally at peace with ourselves. We only have ourselves to please. There is no point in giving satisfaction to those who do not appreciate it. It is a total drain and I for one need my energy for the positive I do for those who do appreciate me and mine.
You are an awesome person and you were made to be exactly who you are so embrace yourself.
I read all of your posts and they are very uplifting in that you can point out the negatives with pleasure and rub it in their faces. You can irritate them and still smile and be relatively happy with who you are and what you do with your lives.
Keep up the great work you do because you do give lots of pleasure.Have a great New Year.
Love always

treesong said...

Thank you one and all for your comments. Helps during the times when I let emotions get the best of me. Love you all, Treesong