Blue Monday or Hormonal Horrors
Sep. 26th, 2005 07:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tinhuvielI've been vaguely weepy today, not wanting to do anything or go anywhere. I ended up taking Aunt Tudi to Wal-Mart for some storage containers and new telephones. The phones we have came from the Jurassic Age and don't hold their charge worth a hoot. It's past time to get new phonage. These new phones will take us through my years in school and possibly beyond. We didn't get everything we were supposed to get, so it's back to Wally World on Thursday....morning preferably.
I knew that it was hormones when I teared up upon discovering Don Adams had died. I despised Don Adams, but there I was with a quivering lower lip, listening to the national news tribute to the man. The Father Unit was rather fond of Get Smart and I remember his doing impersonations of Maxwell Smart when I was a kid. It wasn't funny then and it's not funny now. It's irritating. I should be saying, "Ah, one less irritation on this vale of tears called Earth!" Instead, I get all snivelly.
I was supposed to go see Llew this evening, but I had to cancel on him, postponing 'til tomorrow. Maybe by tomorrow, I'll be feeling better and not be so physically ill at ease and emotionally po-faced.
One good thing happened today. Goldie brought her three babies (Autumn, Motley, and Lynx) to the backyard again today. This time, they came up to me, very close. Close enough for me to pet them! So there's hope that I'll be able to get them tame enough to have them spayed and neutered when the time comes. I actually got to pick each of them. Motley and Autumn are, of course, females, being Tortoiseshell. Lynx, however, is a boy. He's the most unusually marked feline I've ever seen. If I could get away with it, I'd take him in to be our third indoor cat.
I have to get up early tomorrow morning. I'm taking the dogs for their grooming appointment and dropping off Shmoop for her spaying recheck. Since we'll both be up early and on the road, I'm thinking of hauling Aunt Tudi up to Asheville for the day. We both need to get the hell out of town for a while. What better place to go than HOME?
Right now, Aunt Tudi is watching Jeopardy and I'm half-watching it. I just can't get into it like I usually do. Once the TV is free, I'll probably resort to Battlestar Galactica or Lost. These shows make me content.
In closing, I present my tombstone.
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I knew that it was hormones when I teared up upon discovering Don Adams had died. I despised Don Adams, but there I was with a quivering lower lip, listening to the national news tribute to the man. The Father Unit was rather fond of Get Smart and I remember his doing impersonations of Maxwell Smart when I was a kid. It wasn't funny then and it's not funny now. It's irritating. I should be saying, "Ah, one less irritation on this vale of tears called Earth!" Instead, I get all snivelly.
I was supposed to go see Llew this evening, but I had to cancel on him, postponing 'til tomorrow. Maybe by tomorrow, I'll be feeling better and not be so physically ill at ease and emotionally po-faced.
One good thing happened today. Goldie brought her three babies (Autumn, Motley, and Lynx) to the backyard again today. This time, they came up to me, very close. Close enough for me to pet them! So there's hope that I'll be able to get them tame enough to have them spayed and neutered when the time comes. I actually got to pick each of them. Motley and Autumn are, of course, females, being Tortoiseshell. Lynx, however, is a boy. He's the most unusually marked feline I've ever seen. If I could get away with it, I'd take him in to be our third indoor cat.
I have to get up early tomorrow morning. I'm taking the dogs for their grooming appointment and dropping off Shmoop for her spaying recheck. Since we'll both be up early and on the road, I'm thinking of hauling Aunt Tudi up to Asheville for the day. We both need to get the hell out of town for a while. What better place to go than HOME?
Right now, Aunt Tudi is watching Jeopardy and I'm half-watching it. I just can't get into it like I usually do. Once the TV is free, I'll probably resort to Battlestar Galactica or Lost. These shows make me content.
In closing, I present my tombstone.
