or despondent or depressed or heartbroken or lost....
Today I was awakened to the not-so-delightful sounds of enormous dump trucks, (you know the ones that are a dump truck and they haul a trailer behind?) dumping truck load after truck load of dirt behind my house. Then the most incredibly noisey and squeaky (do they not grease the tracks on those things??) grader began shoving the dirt and rocks around. I had to fight the urge to throw a can of WD40 over the fence to the driver. It wasn't even eight in the morning. It wasn't even 7:30 yet. So I reluctantly arose from my bed and cleaned up the kitchen. After it was spotless, I went back upstairs to my freeze-zone (the only room in the house with AC) to do some online banking and make calls to check on medical bills, etc. As I was finishing up, in walks my husband! At first I had a moment of Oh-no-he's-lost-his-job terror. Then it passed after he smiled. Seems they ran out of work for the day. Odd, but then that's Boeing. So hubby was roped into going school cloth
I agree. I've written some pretty out there stuff when Im feeling like that...and then I feel kinda stupid later.
ReplyDeleteI don't even know you, i just know your face from comments you've left on other blogs. I don't know you right? Or do we know eachother and I had forgotten? Hmmm..
So..I guess I should check your last posts to see what wild things you said when you were depressed...
Hmmm...I'm not sure if I know you or not. It's possible. My brain has become swiss cheese-like in it's ability to lose knowledge.
ReplyDeleteI don't think I've written much on my blog when I've been down and distressed. I try not to do so. It ain't purdy.
I beg to differ...that is exactly when you need to unleash your inner raving lunatic and take your pound of flesh from this miserable bloody world and drag the rest of mankind down into pity party and make them pay...
ReplyDeleteoh yeah I guess that's what you meant.
You're right.