Checking out Free Will Astrology this week, it looks like the theme Rob Brezsny has for my week is water. ( Astrostuff )
Feel free to comment that I'm all wet.
Whinge: After a bouncy Saturday enjoying the weather (I believe that local autumn began Saturday afternoon, blown in by those energizing breezes) and falling down stairs, Sunday found me pretty tired and Monday had me staying indoors all day, too wiped to leave the house. Yesterday I had to go to an office in order to find out that I didn't really have to go there after all--the form I was told I had to pick up had been delivered by other means. That little jaunt wore me out further, and now today I'm too physically kaplooey to go to physical therapy. (Called the office to cancel the appointment. They were nice enough to tell me today that I didn't have to pick up the form I went to get yesterday. Sigh.)
Have I mentioned lately that I'm sick & tired of being too sick & tired to go to the doctor (or PT)? 'Cos I am, really I am.
There was more for me to complain about here, but I'd really rather not. All it amounts to is "I'm tired. I'm overwhelmed. I'm tired. I'm stressed. I'm tired. I can't do this. Did I mention that I'm tired?"
Hey Rob, your abundant vitality, sapphires, and rubies sound lovely, but can you tell me where to get a cheap lifejacket?
Feel free to comment that I'm all wet.
Whinge: After a bouncy Saturday enjoying the weather (I believe that local autumn began Saturday afternoon, blown in by those energizing breezes) and falling down stairs, Sunday found me pretty tired and Monday had me staying indoors all day, too wiped to leave the house. Yesterday I had to go to an office in order to find out that I didn't really have to go there after all--the form I was told I had to pick up had been delivered by other means. That little jaunt wore me out further, and now today I'm too physically kaplooey to go to physical therapy. (Called the office to cancel the appointment. They were nice enough to tell me today that I didn't have to pick up the form I went to get yesterday. Sigh.)
Have I mentioned lately that I'm sick & tired of being too sick & tired to go to the doctor (or PT)? 'Cos I am, really I am.
There was more for me to complain about here, but I'd really rather not. All it amounts to is "I'm tired. I'm overwhelmed. I'm tired. I'm stressed. I'm tired. I can't do this. Did I mention that I'm tired?"
Hey Rob, your abundant vitality, sapphires, and rubies sound lovely, but can you tell me where to get a cheap lifejacket?