A wee bit down in the mouth

Down in the mouth...a phrase to express sadness. A frown turns down.

Life is trying. And, try as I might to keep my "glass half full" smile on my face, there are days that it's just not going to work out.

There are so many things to balance; parenting, partnering, housework, quilting, work. Good choices/bad choices. Honesty, strength and honor.

And, today I'm feeling a little weighted down with all of it.

Part of it is that I let too many small things get to me. Like the crazy lady I'm dealing with on ebay. She's been enough to make me think twice about buying. Fortunately, I haven't encountered anyone like her when I'm the seller.

And, there's the guy that holds the future of my latest project in his hands. Vindictive, political. All the things I'm not good at because I speak my mind too often.

People in traffic. What makes people behave so badly just because they're controlling a ton of steel and plastic. Is it because controlling that ton of steel and plastic is the only place they are in control? Do they need that like I need chocolate?

And, I picked up the dog's ashes this morning. That's got me a little down in the mouth, but I was just as affected by the lady in the waiting room that was bad mouthing the vet that put them down because she doesn't think the vet is a good vet. I mean, wouldn't you just take your pet somewhere else if you didn't think the vet was any good? Or would you sit in the waiting room and bad mouth them behind their back? (Rhetorical questions, all) And, was there anyone there that couldn't tell I was a little emotional, and why? I mean, I had that dark green bag that only means one thing in the vet's office.

So, today, I'm going to pull out the old headset, turn the tunes up loud, and work on finding my "up in the mouth". Work on filling my half empty glass.

I might even look at some beautiful quilt pictures, because that always cheers me up. Here's hoping my new laptop screen comes in today's mail because that would really cheer me up. I miss my laptop as much as I would miss my sewing machines. They are an extension of my fingers. They keep me connected to the world at large, albeit in different ways.

Take care and keep your glass half full so that when mine gets back to that level, we'll be able to play fun games together.



Becky said...

There are those days, aren't there. I like your idea of therapy!! Music and quilts! A perfect combination. What kind of music.....relaxing Classical or rocking soul and metal??? I would choose some Zydeco if I was down in the mouth....it always makes me smile!! (But, if you are at work that might not be a good idea....'cause I also can't sit still listening to that!) To a fuller glass....cheers!! Hugs, Becky

Vesuviusmama said...

So sorry that life has got you down today. I'm hoping you can find a happy place to pass the time and that the postal carrier delivers what you are hoping for. There are some days when I can't wait to go to sleep because I know tomorrow can't be anything but better. Sounds like one of those days. May bedtime come quickly!

lw said...

Oh, Lane, I'm so sorry. I still have the ashes of my cats Jeff and Kate (Nov 2009 and June 2008) and my old beagle Buzz (Jan 2010) sitting on my bookshelf in the bedroom because I can't deal with them. I keep hearing that they're only pets, but they sure felt more like family to me. And I miss them every day, as I'm sure you miss your little dogs.

I can't believe the insensitivity of the woman in your vet's office. Yikes. I'll keep my fingers crossed that your laptop shows up today.

vivian said...

Lane-I missed your post about your furbabies-I am so sorry for your loss. It's ok to be sad. take care of yourself.

Coloradolady said...

Sending good vibes your way for your laptop to show up today...so sorry about the lady at the vet....that is uncalled for.

Rhoda said...

Aren't you glad every day isn't like today? It's a good thing our lives have balance. Getting the dogs' ashes would get me way down, too. And annoying people are just . . . annoying! My dog has lost 1/3 of her body weight. I know she's old, but I don't know what else is going on. It's doesn't look good for her, though.

Tammy said...

Hey Lane,
It is ok to be sad. Feelings are not right or wrong...they just are. I'm sorry the lady at the vet's office was bad mouthing the vet. That sucks! I'm sending lots of hugs and warm thoughts your way.

Esteemarlu said...

Oh my gosh Lane you have very good reasons to be down in the mouth especially picking up your fur babies ashes. My pets are family to me and love them a lot and don't even want to think about when I have to do what you did. I hope you get your lap top real quick to make you happy or I'll have to tell you what I told my little visitor,"Turn that frown upside down or I'll have to turn YOU upside down and let you have it." That always put a smile on her face for some reason. Hugs from Houston Lane