So It's Sunday

I don't get the weather.  It said 60 degrees when I looked but I saw on my iphone that it was going to be in the lower to upper 40s. I dressed warmer but not warm enough.  It was not upper 40s.  I managed a walk ok. I had a lighter jacket but gloves.  I didn't really care.  Just happy to be out this morning and walking.  

I felt depressed when I saw my reflection walking yesterday. I thought I don't want to be that schlubby person hiding behind a sweatshirt.  I actually feel like a monster somedays.  I know. That's horrible.  I feel like I'm this monster who's been exiled who doesn't fit in life.  I had a bad feelings kind of day yesterday.

No, I don't feel like that today.  I have these moments and it passes.  Writing it down makes me feel better.  Just wish I could start a club for the sad introverts.  Sigh.  We're too introverted to leave the house.

On a positive note, I think my hair is becoming blonde again, rather than silver.  Oh, I definitely got the silver going on.  Or grey.  No argument there.  It's kind of becoming a cool blonde.  I'm ok with that.

I had driven past a place on Bluemound Road and saw a For Rent sign.  I looked up the rent out of curiosity and it did not make me happy.  It made me worried about the guys raising our rent even more.  Sigh.

I don't have my income tax refunds back and that worries me.  My state shows that it's being processed for the last 3 weeks.  I don't know about my federal.  It would help if both of them came in.  I'm ok for now, but am I worried?  Have another beer.  We could make a drinking game out of all the things that I'm worried about.

I thought I'd amuse myself and look at the diva's Tik Tok page. I didn't get mad because we all know that's what happens.  She's worried about her travel plans coming up in 2 months.  Shaking my head.  I'm not mad.  She told me once that I worry too much and it's a wasted emotion.  What does that mean?  I would like to not be that person when it comes to worry but at the time she said it, I didn't know if I had cancer or if I had a place to live.  Wouldn't anyone worry about those things just a little bit?  Yeah, I still hope she gets the runs on her vacation.  I don't wish ill.  Just something that can be remedied with a pink drink.

I'm thankful my screening was a good until next year.  I'm thankful that my dental x-rays didn't show anything bad.  I may take a drive down sad lane, but I do try to make a U turn back onto Grateful lane.

I am thankful for heat.  It was cold today.  I'm ok with it.  Just really glad to be home where it's warm.

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