I woke up grumpy again today. It’s probably not the “winter blahs” considering we haven’t had much of a winter. I think the weekend will be therapeutic thing for me, even if it is a rainy one. What’s better for doing nothing? I have a birthday coming up, but I’m really not too antsy about it…even if I do only tell my age under duress, or when my sister tricks me into telling it by telling folks I’m older than I am, which compels me to “correct” her. If that ever happens again, I’ll just remind her that making me older makes her older as well, and she’s in a whole ‘nother decade. ::::snicker::::
If I were honest, I’d have to say that my inability to change is what bothers me most of all. I’m really glad the Apostle Paul let me know I’m not alone: “I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do, I do not do, but what I hate, that I do.” (Romans 7:15) Yep. That’s me.
This morning I stopped for
a very fattening breakfast tea at Jack’s. I hate it when they don’t put the lid on tight, and my drink spills down the front of my clothes on the first attempted sip. It did not help my mood a’tall; but by the time I got to work, I was thinking I’d probably be able to make it through the day, and it appears I was right. Speaking of Jacks, I don't know why "sweet tea" sounds like Dr. Pepper, nor how "bacon and cheese" can be misunderstood as "sausage." Could just be me.