Not Asheville

Well, it's the opposite of Asheville magic. Starting with the fact that I'm under-the-weather and decided to stay home. Next up, it looks like storms this week had significant local lightning strikes and it seems to have stunned and fried some of our electrical at the house. 

Geez.

Of course, this is a privilege and not a "problem" but it is another thing on the list of a lot of things lately. 

I'm in a grumpy mood to end all grumpy moods. And, just as grumpy loves, I have a big old list of annoyances hitting.

CVS order in limbo -- one hour, turning into days. Didn't pick up recycling because construction truck blocked the can. Yard dug up by line company and one area is awful -- dead grass, big caved in area. Every time we open any door a fly comes in -- they're fast flies and constantly buzzing. None of the fly things are working well. And the list goes on ... but I'll stop here.

Little annoyances building over my grumpy mood and now it's a mountain. Everything is fixable and will be fine, but I can't shake the grump. 

Of course, lots of good too, but I'm having trouble seeing beyond the annoyances. I still think feeling unwell is related to hormones and I might get a period this week (or my body is trying to get one), hence the mood.

Some of the good news?

My physical went well. All my labs are doing very well -- markedly better than last year even though they weren't bad last year. Thanks, testosterone for taking away enough aches to be active again. I qualify for the pneumonia shot because the guidelines changed -- got it while the getting is good. Who knows what will change with this administration.

I'm slowing finding a way toward the action line of activism. Enough sideline complaining and worrying -- time to ask what can I do to help and then do the thing. We need more people DOING because all the small things add up to change. 

Family girls' trip is taking shape for this fall. 

While I have a few prickly friendships, I have other ones that feel really good right now. Maybe that's how it always is -- 50/50. Never all smooth sailing. Ebbs and flows in friendships. Who knows. This is a work in progress for me.

Hope your week isn't a grumpy one. I'll be home today trying to pull out of the mood and feel a little more myself. Later gators.