Today I”m having one of those days, I just feel odd. I can’t exactly explain it. For some reason I only got a few hours sleep. After going to bed around 3 a.m. I woke up just before the morning sun began glaring through my bedroom window. For some reason, I don’t know how or why a Dr. Seuss rhyme is now stuck in my head, “”From there to here, and here to there, funny things are everywhere.” – Dr. Seuss . Perhaps my Higher Power is trying to tell me, “Everything is okay!” Or perhaps it’s not?
A lot has been on my mind lately. Stressors at work have successfully twisted my head around like the scene out of the Exorcist. People, in general, all around are getting under my skin. It’s frustrating. It’s an internal war raging inside me. But in reality, no one wins. I just have to accept it is what it is and I can’t do anything about it.
My interest of moving closer to work is going to be delayed, yet again. Another costly job on my aging car was taken care of for New York State inspection requirements. My 2007 Toyota Corrolla is slowly climbing closer to 200,000 miles traveling 100+ miles per way each day. There are days I wish I could just twitch my nose and it all be over. I’ve always despised moving, yet it must be done.
To prepare for this move I need to get my home in order which is another monumental task. I’ve been living here for ten years accumulating junk. If I could I would just rent a commercial trash container parked out in front of my home and toss everything in it. In reality, I want to start over. A new place with a inflatable bed, some clothes, my computers and I”m good to go. But I feel guilty just leaving trash behind for my landlord, no matter how much he’s disgusted me in the past.
I just need to get out of this God forsaken town. The stupidity of people around me is unbearable at times. I can’t ell you how many traffic accidents I avoid on a daily basis. Just attempting to get dinner at a local grocery store at 12:30 a.m. is a lesson in patience. There is limited parking already in front of my house. The disrespectful mechanic across the street double parks cars on the other side in a no parking zone. The city does nothing. Tow trucks dumping cars off facing the wrong way blocking close access to my own home forcing me to park at the local restaurant around the corner most nights. Again, the city won’t do anything because the cars are “legal”.
Perhaps I do need to keep Dr. Seuss in mind – just laugh at it all. What I need to do this weekend is watch a movie we’ve been running for our dementia residents at work, Patch Adams starring Robin Williams. Or I can put in The Sound of Music to sing along with Judy Andrews (terribly, I might add), The Hills are Alive with the Sound of Music. Then there is news, which I’ve ignored prior to the newly elected President but hear spurts here and there. The whole world is going insane. Perhaps I just need to join the rest of you?