~Sometimes the world just makes me cranky.
~I often feel like I just can't win for losing. Nothing is right. Nothing is good. Everything I do is criticized. Why can't I just live my life and you live yours and we just agree to disagree on what the other is doing?
~My knees are finally both in a happy place where they're not torturing me daily. Feet, too. I probably shouldn't talk about it, though. They'll hear me.
~I "walked" with Denise Austin this morning for the first time in MONTHS. I nearly passed out. But in a good way.
~Sis1 and my aunt in COLORADO (yes, I had to shout it because what. the. heck.) have decided that "we" need to throw Mama a big 60th birthday party in June. Oh, and they'll "help". Whatever. I know who'll be planning and executing this shindig and it won't be the sister in Alabama and the aunt in Colorado. I might can pull Sis2 into helping for realz but she's broke so you know who'll be giving Mr. Mastercard a workout and that, also, will not be the sister in Alabama and the aunt in Colorado. I've had their "help" before and it's not all that helpful, thankyouverymuch.
But wait. This post is supposed to be "rambling" not "ranting." My bad.
~Do people still say "my bad" anymore? Or am I just lame? Wait. Don't answer that last part.
~I have a working theory of why I've had so many health problems lately. The cold from Hell, the digestive issues, etc. STRESS. Towards the end of the year things at work had just gotten so out of hand and I think the stress of it all had just run me down so hard that even before Christmas vacation I was starting to feel poorly and then it just progressively got worse. I have GOT to learn to make like a duck and let it all roll off my back. I was gonna add a "but" here but I'm not going to. I'm just going to have to do it and not accept any excuses.
I'm feeling better now, btw. Still coughing periodically but otherwise fine.
~I'm not setting any goals for myself this year because what would be the point? We all saw last year's goals go up in flames by July (or sooner). I'm just going to do the best I can to resolve the issues I know need resolving and not beat myself up over any of it. Or I'll try not to beat myself up over any of it. I make no promises about not beating up anyone else who gives me grief over any of it. See above about living and letting live.
~Sis1's 39th birthday is the weekend and she's currently mad at me because I haven't yet replaced the bed in my guestroom. You may recall that I moved my bed to Lyssa's room and I got her bed frame. It didn't, however, come with a mattress so I currently have no spare bed. Sis1's nose is out of joint because that means she's going to have to sleep at the folks' house this weekend, probably on the couch because their two spare beds will be occupied by Emmy and BIL. Cry me a river, sister. haha
~I think that's all I needed to get out of my system today. ;-)