So, biking home yesterday all of a sudden my pedals wouldn't go forward. I could backpedal, but no forward movement. So had to walk the last 1/3 home. How embarassing to be all geared up and be seen walking up a measly little hill. I could coast down the hills but that's it. Grandma riding a bike.
My mood changed yesterday, and it's moved into today. And not sure if it's a condition or a state of mind. It's very very odd. Things are weird at work, and you know my personal life is always weird, but it's not too too bad now. I ripped up some English Ivy before taking my bike to be fixed, and normally that helps me since I hate English Ivy, but it didn't do too too much for my mood.
Good news was that I was sitting on the couch eating a bad dinner (cheese and cracker and orange juice), and after an hour I took my blood pressure, and it was 119/71, which is damn amazing let me tell you. I've been watching it not so closely since I took myself off bp medication in December. It's sometimes high (130/84) but this is the lowest I've seen it.
Part of my problem is that I'm pressured to be funny since Saturday. Long story, but man, it's hard to be funny all the time. Hard to be funny half the time! Gotta be zen about it. But it makes me not want to post here because I feel I need to be entertaining here too. But that's crap - as is this post (ha... no, just kidding. it is what it is).
Oh, another good thing that happened is that I had a dream and my dad was in it. Of course, in the dream he was just a ghost, so it wasn't like I was interacting with him. He just appeared on a sofa and looked at me, but then disappeared.
OK, so I spewed a little. Gotta find solutions to issues that arise/have arisen.
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I know the answer to your problem: GO to Vegas! :)
I know about those mood / situational things. I mean, I'm sure the circumstances are different, but I'm also feeling sure I know the feeling.
Ride it out. I never know what else to do and eventually it passes. Of course.
Moods suck. I'll have that, when something triggers a weird feeling and I can't shake it. You can never see outside of it when you're in it and when you're out of it, it's hard to remember what the hell the problem was.
I've been in a foul mood for what seems like an eternity so I have no helpful advice but I am back to commenting to that's progress
I have more ivy you can pull.
I have moment when I put myself under that pressure to perform for others. They're just moments--they don't last...thank goodness.
Heck--be where your feet are. It's just too much work to pretend you're not.
That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.....
"I like you just the way you are." Mister Rogers
I appreciate your genuineness and kindness. And if you make me laugh, then it's just bonus.
Susan, that always seems to be the answer...
Laura - riding now.
Churlita - good thing I have no memory to begin with.
Es, your presence helps.
Monty - I still have plenty of my own, but thanks for the offer!
Mel, I'm usually good at just being me. Sometimes I feel a spotlight though...
Stray CAt - ah quoting Mr. Rogers... what a gal. and thank you...
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