Grrr. It's close to a big holiday, and soon the city will be emptying out as people go to their home villages to spend the holiday with family. It's very quiet as the city practically turns into a ghost town. We just have to survive the last-minute celebrating until then. The park by our house is having a big party tonight, complete with loud, off-key music. We knew we were in trouble when we saw the speakers going up. And apparently a neighbor has decided to weld, since he can't go to bed. So on top of pretty awful singing, we have the grinding and pounding of metal.
Where is my beach?? Why did I leave it???
Mr. says part of my moodiness yesterday was just the "end of vacation blues". I always get sad when returning home after a vacation, but I didn't think I would this time. I was really looking forward to seeing the kitty. But maybe Mr.'s right.
The kitty, by the way, has been very clingy and demanding since we got home. Poor thing. She doesn't like being alone. She chewed the cord to a standing fan clean in two, just to express her displeasure. Last night I tried to let her sleep in bed with us, but she was pouncing and meowing and bugging Mr. So, I took her out of the room, but didn't have the heart to leave her alone. I ended up sleeping on the couch. The ache in my back tells me I'm not going to do that tonight.
In spite of the kitty coming and going, sitting on top of me and yowling, I slept OK. I was awake by 5:30, however, and so I tried talking to God a bit. It went better than last time. No temper tantrums this time. He reminded me of a verse I once memorized: "Surely I have composed and quieted my soul, Like a weaned child rests against his mother, My soul is like a weaned child within me." (Psalm 131:2) Fitting, for someone who threw a fit like a 2-year-old yesterday. But I sure want that composed and quiet soul.
So, that's about it. Most of the day was just trying to get back into the swing of things. I had a coaching appointment, I bought supplies I will need to paint at the restaurant, I caught up on some e-mails. I am kind of fighting to regain a positive attitude. I'm definitely not as bad as yesterday, but I'm still down.
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