Attitude Adjustment

 How many bloggers admit to having  Bad Temper days? I try to only post positive things, but for two days I've been in a foul mood, so no posts possible. But in the interests of journaling, I'll describe it here; just skip this post if you don't want a dose of whiny rage.

It started off with dropping seven (7!) eggs on my kitchen floor, which just happens to be carpet. Which I inherited from previous owners and have never changed.  I was so cross with myself, and that carpet, and the world in general. 

I used up all the salt in the house on that mess, which turned it into a granular mess easier to clean up, but I was still foul. Then the computer enraged me with more random interference where it had no right to be. Some AI bot keeps muscling in with offers to read my email, or summarise my messages, or write something for me. AI could vanish from the face of the earth and we wouldn't be any worse off.

So I went to bed, and instantly got the most terrible cramp that prevented me from going to sleep for half an hour. I take my magnesium tablets, and calcium and Vit.D.  My test levels of those are fine. Cramps are so uncalled for.

I woke up in the same foul mood, so decided to sew it off. The first few seams needed to be unpicked, so that was unwise. I obviously couldn't be trusted with a rotary cutter at a time like that, so I went and sorted out the jumble on my coffee table, which made me feel a teensy bit better.

The day before we had gone to our favourite op-shop and I picked up a container of patchwork scraps. I decided it would be safe to sort those out, so I sat and did that trying to restore my equilibrium. It helped, but I was still grumpy at the universe, so I went and scrubbed things in the kitchen and concentrated on putting away everything that wasn't where it should be.

Books in the book case, clean washing in the linen cupboard, clothes hung up and in drawers, things from the opshop expedition sorted into categories to be washed or stashed, shoes on the shoe rack. That actually made me feel heaps better. I also opened a pile of online purchases that I hadn't bothered with cos I didn't need them straight away: luckily they were all what they should have been and undamaged, so they got put away too.

As a reward I sat and ironed my op-shop scraps while I had a cup of coffee. Then ,in a mood of grim competence, I straightened my fridge shelves, cooked enough meals for the next three days, and I cannot stress the importance of this, I did all the dishes afterwards and put them away too. 

And so to bed with no further mishap.

This morning I'm back to my more optimistic self, and so many jobs are done, done, done. At least there's a plus side to being so cranky 👃😊