Wrong Side of the Bed

Good grief. I want to hit someone. To borrow some verbage from Kaetchen, I feel molto bitchy today.

I’d say I got up on the wrong side of the bed, but my bed is butted up against the wall, so I pretty much always get up on the same side. I woke up thinking that it was Sunday for some odd reason. My brain is just so funny sometimes. Ha, ha.

Made coffee, checked my blood sugar (374. Fuck.), took a magna-load of insulin, ate a granola bar, practiced my scales. Scales on the new violin are *hard*. For some reaons, it feels like the tierce position on each string (3rd finger) is different on each string. That’s not how it is supposed to be. I just need to practice it a lot until my fingers find their places.

Then I got into work and responded to a trouble ticket because a user had locked themself out of the system by entering the wrong password too many times. J Haploid C, learn to freaking type. Now, the locking people out of the system thing is a new feature . . .

You know what, screw it. I don’t need to enter the sordid details of the bureaucratic cesspool that occasionly overflows into my work day. Suffice it to say that I was being bothered with stuff that I should not have been doing, and after I fixed it, multiple people felt the need to tell me how to fix it. Fingernails on chalkboards, people.

I’m going to meditate on the tranquility of a glass of water for a while. If that doesn’t lower my blood pressure, I’ll probably go outside and scream for a while.

No Responses to “Wrong Side of the Bed”

  1. Stacey Says:

    Mercury goes direct this week. ie: thing will look up. I think beating things to a pulp does make you feel better. That is why I LOVE to garden and listen to old shcool punk. Hope today is better.

  2. Susanna in Seattle Says:

    I’ve been lurking for a while and your blog has become a daily stop for me. I was especially interested to see details of your vacation stop in Seattle last year; I teach at Churchmouse and I’m glad you enjoyed your visit there.

    I suffered through violin lessons for years as a kid and will probably never again play but I admire you for your persistence and enthusiasm.

    Your top-down aran is beautiful. When you chose the pattern, did you find that there were many patterns out there for top-down arans (I’m trying to find a current, single leaflet or booklet pattern I can use for a class)?

    Hope your day improves.

  3. Kaetchen Says:

    It must be sunspots or the moon’s phase or something. I could cheerfully beat someone into a bloody pulp today. Everything today is wrong and somehow my fault – even though no one gives me accurate information, no one asks before they do anything, and NO ONE will return an email or a phone message!


  4. ABQ Woman Says:

    Sweet brother –

    I haven’t checked out the blog for a while and Alex is sitting here wondering why Mommy is laughing out loud. :-) Sorry, you’re the only person I know who’s erudite enough to have decided on Jesus’ middle name! Love you bro – and I hope things get better.

    BTW we’re on the same page drinking-wise… I couldn’t sleep either, so I’ve cut way back. It’s good for your blood sugar, too (but you know that).

    Take it easy hon. Big hug –