Zing, zing, zing. That's my brain thinking about my mom's cataract surgery for tomorrow, and not wanting to get worked up. The thing is, my mother has neglected her health for years. But it's not like there have been problems, but maintenance hasn't been on the top of her list. Now she's getting maintained, if you want to call it that. I'm not used to having to look after her except in the most basic of ways. This makes me feel all trembly, even though it's not that big a deal. Well to the world at large it's small potatoes, but for me, it's a bit more.
Interesting how certain situations draw out different reactions. A person can be swimming along nicely, then suddenly life is a bit awkward to deal with.
Was hoping today would be a restful day at home, without me needing to go out. It is that, even with a grocery store run later...no big deal there. But still, instead I find myself doing things in an erratic fashion, working more with nervous energy than pleasure.
Gotta get a grip, eh?
Interesting how certain situations draw out different reactions. A person can be swimming along nicely, then suddenly life is a bit awkward to deal with.
Was hoping today would be a restful day at home, without me needing to go out. It is that, even with a grocery store run later...no big deal there. But still, instead I find myself doing things in an erratic fashion, working more with nervous energy than pleasure.
Gotta get a grip, eh?
