Trying to Pull Everything Back Together

I was certain that today was going to be the "pull it all back together" day -- except that last night I had a sore throat, and I'm still not feeling great today. In fact, I want to go back to bed again.

I'm tired of being stressed out, tired of boxes everywhere and not having places to put everything. I'm tired of being off my diet and not exercising, but feeling too run-down to exert myself.

I'm tired of being too tired and strung out to really focus on my spiritual practices.

End whinging.


Time to commit to gentle but purposeful forward motion today. I don't have to accomplish everything, or do it with verve. I just have to emulate Turtle and pursue my goals in a slow but persistent fashion. And maybe take a nap this afternoon.

Queen of Pentacles, Hear Me Roar

Okay, so I'm not as much a Queen of Pentacles as my dear mother, who came over for an hour and a half this afternoon to help me dig through stuff. Together we:

* Broke down and carried out the pieces of a broken bookshelf and moved a new bookshelf into place

* Emptied three more boxes and carried the wrappings out to recycle

* Took two plastic storage bins off the balcony and put them in her car to go in her garage

Hmmm. . . It felt like more than that, but it was a lot. The bookshelf transition really opened up the space, and allowed a lot of stuff to go up on shelves.

Now if I could only figure out what to do with my antique "queen's chair" that was one of the very few things I wanted from my maternal grandmother's estate. It needs to be repaired so someone can sit in it, so it's mostly taking up space -- space that I don't have right now.

I've started a box for "Papers to File" -- which is going to get scary. I need to figure out where I'm going to file what, and probably create new files. I have at least three or four different places to put files, and need to be sure I have some kind of system for what goes where.

After Mom left, I went to pay my water bill and was unable to log on to their site. A conversation with customer service revealed that the old account was closed because I'd moved -- and that I showed $500 due. Yikes! My Quicken files showed payments made -- with confirmations -- and it turned out that I hadn't properly updated my online records the last time I moved, so that payments had been credited to my previous unit. Argh! And because the account has been closed, they can't transfer the credits. They're sending me a refund check, which I can use to pay the last bill, which my apartment complex is supposed to collect.

Then I talked to my cable company, because my bill shows me as owing payment for renting a digital receiver that I don't have. They fixed that -- but an hour later I lost my internet connection. Sure enough: when the first rep corrected my account about the digital box, she somehow managed to take my internet offline. Fortunately that was quickly corrected.

Then I called the former MyCo to get help because my phone was suddenly telling me that I was almost out of storage, and I hadn't done anything recently to add new docs or photos -- and I put those on a memory card anyway. The rep -- as always -- tried to get me to do a complete wipe of my gadget's memory (which would have erased my third party programs like my Quicken register and my password vault), but I refused. Eventually I figured out that I needed to clear the temp storage and history on my internet browser. I hate it when I end up figuring out the solution for what I've called about -- and it's happened the last few times I've had an issue.

Now it's time to make dinner: garlic chicken and soba noodles with red bell peppers, with a dash of tamari sauce. Yum!

After that: a couple of episodes of Season Two Buffy with Wolfling. Things have gotten very dark and angsty -- not exactly great for my current mood challenges, but we can't stop now!