whiny time, watch out.
Do you ever wake up and think what is wrong with me...........what is WRONG WITH ME????
I got up slowly. Very slowly. Got a shower.......moving like a turtle. Got something to eat......looked at the floors in the kitchen and thought somebody should sweep. Noticed the living room could use some love too......dusting/sweeping love.
Who is making the mess? I can assure you the kitties and I are innocent. (mostly we are........) Sitting here I feel this internal shaking. It's not bad, but it's not pleasant either. My hands seem steady, but my inner center feels like it is doogumbiptuated. Or to say it in another way, I feel weird.
Maybe I should lie down. Maybe I should sip some gin. Maybe I should write a letter to the tooth fairy. Maybe, so many maybes. I get so tired of being internally weird.
So what else? I dunno. I got some stuff I ordered recently. One item is damaged and missing parts. Another item is damaged and missing parts. Then another item arrived and it is the wrong thing. The person told me to keep it as a gift and to look for the correct item soon. I feel guilty about keeping the item I didn't order. I have it propped up and keep looking at it........it's very pretty, it's a picture......but it's not something I would have picked out.
See back when I left work I asked the company not to give me a party or a gift........all I wanted was the picture hanging in my office. My (former) boss is a wonderful photographer and I loved this picture over all the others. They kept offering me a lovely party......that sigh I just wasn't well enough to attend and emotionally I don't think I could ever really handle cause I would come down with weeping in buckets live syndrome......and I am not a pretty crier. I get red, my nose runs........I shudder and blow my nose.....sound like a honking goose. It's not good.
So I have not had a picture over my mantle in a long time.......holding out hope that somebody would send me the picture.........but it never happened. I guess they decided I was just saying I wanted it and they didn't believe me.......usually it's a big party and they give you a big piece of crystal or some other beautifully engraved piece honoring your time of service.
But I didn't want to do all that.........so I finally decided to get a picture called "Courageous Voyage" to inspire and motivate me. But they sent a lovely soft twinkling lights village of cottages divided by a pretty little river, a stone footbridge.......it is very pretty, just not what I wanted. So now I sound like the biggest goofiest whiner ever.......and I'm shaking on the inside.
So that is what is wrong with me, that is my day. I am going to go to bed and sleep it off. Thinking, whining, feeling lousy and being so tired. The last few days I've been seeing double.......so I know I'm double extra tired. Time to tuck the wah wah baby back in to bed.
Sometimes it's not the BIG things that get to ya.......it's all the little bitty hinky dinky quirky jerky stuff that bugs the petunia stuffing right out of your gizzard. Bedtime for me. Forgive the whining and think she'll be alright.........I may not deserve but I sincerely want either pizza or Chinese food by nightfall.
What are the chances??????????????????????????????????????????????????
your pal, miss whiny wonkhead
I got up slowly. Very slowly. Got a shower.......moving like a turtle. Got something to eat......looked at the floors in the kitchen and thought somebody should sweep. Noticed the living room could use some love too......dusting/sweeping love.
Who is making the mess? I can assure you the kitties and I are innocent. (mostly we are........) Sitting here I feel this internal shaking. It's not bad, but it's not pleasant either. My hands seem steady, but my inner center feels like it is doogumbiptuated. Or to say it in another way, I feel weird.
Maybe I should lie down. Maybe I should sip some gin. Maybe I should write a letter to the tooth fairy. Maybe, so many maybes. I get so tired of being internally weird.
So what else? I dunno. I got some stuff I ordered recently. One item is damaged and missing parts. Another item is damaged and missing parts. Then another item arrived and it is the wrong thing. The person told me to keep it as a gift and to look for the correct item soon. I feel guilty about keeping the item I didn't order. I have it propped up and keep looking at it........it's very pretty, it's a picture......but it's not something I would have picked out.
See back when I left work I asked the company not to give me a party or a gift........all I wanted was the picture hanging in my office. My (former) boss is a wonderful photographer and I loved this picture over all the others. They kept offering me a lovely party......that sigh I just wasn't well enough to attend and emotionally I don't think I could ever really handle cause I would come down with weeping in buckets live syndrome......and I am not a pretty crier. I get red, my nose runs........I shudder and blow my nose.....sound like a honking goose. It's not good.
So I have not had a picture over my mantle in a long time.......holding out hope that somebody would send me the picture.........but it never happened. I guess they decided I was just saying I wanted it and they didn't believe me.......usually it's a big party and they give you a big piece of crystal or some other beautifully engraved piece honoring your time of service.
But I didn't want to do all that.........so I finally decided to get a picture called "Courageous Voyage" to inspire and motivate me. But they sent a lovely soft twinkling lights village of cottages divided by a pretty little river, a stone footbridge.......it is very pretty, just not what I wanted. So now I sound like the biggest goofiest whiner ever.......and I'm shaking on the inside.
So that is what is wrong with me, that is my day. I am going to go to bed and sleep it off. Thinking, whining, feeling lousy and being so tired. The last few days I've been seeing double.......so I know I'm double extra tired. Time to tuck the wah wah baby back in to bed.
Sometimes it's not the BIG things that get to ya.......it's all the little bitty hinky dinky quirky jerky stuff that bugs the petunia stuffing right out of your gizzard. Bedtime for me. Forgive the whining and think she'll be alright.........I may not deserve but I sincerely want either pizza or Chinese food by nightfall.
What are the chances??????????????????????????????????????????????????
your pal, miss whiny wonkhead
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I love, Footprints in the Sand... The parable about footprints in the sand, which reminds us that God carries us through our times of trouble, resonates with profound truth.
Ruthie I too get the internal shaking after doing a task. I have to rest for my body to calm down. Lately, when I rest I have the tingling, pins & needles feeling throughout my body. Scary stuff....weird we get things that are not explained. Rest up & get up slowly. I rested yesterday . Today I went out for 2 hours. Just had my tea. Time for my nap. Hang in there sweet lady...be courageous on your voyage through each and every day. You are not a windy wonkhead. :) love ya with a big heart & hugging you with open arms.
Never a whiner, dear Ruthie. You\'re right - it is the little things that \"bug the petunia stuffing right out of your gizzard\". What a wonderful description you\'ve written.
If I lived closer, I\'d pop by with both pizza and Chinese food just for you.
Much love
Angel