Okay, I’m officially shattered. I don’t know, maybe it’s this weather. Cold, rainy/slushy, grey …
Maybe it’s the dog. Do you know, each time we take a walk he goes straight for the dirty wet paper towel-kleenex on the ground? It’s just dripping with disgusting “dirty ground” juice. And then I have to scrape it out of his mouth with my bare hand. And just when I least expect it, he lurches with the leash and pulls my elbow out of socket.
Maybe it’s those extra writing assignments I have this week when I feel mentally dry as a bone. It could be that the Memoire actually takes a lot out of me – writing it, editing it and reliving it. (Bear with me here. I’m whining again).
Maybe it’s my husband’s frequent trips and my messy house. But whatever it is, I am shattered.
Which is exactly what I did to the plate I was grabbing for dinner.
My hands are so weak from stubborn-dog-driving-stick-typing-posts-carpal-tunnel, I couldn’t even hold a plate properly and I banged it on the edge of the granite counter.
But I suppose if you’re going to be shattered, you may as well shatter spectacularly.
How are you?
Well, since you are asking … the other day i placed wine glasses in a bag and artfully dropped them several times on the floor til they were completely ‘shattered’ …
at that moment, i felt a little better.
But today, overall, i am with you – we need a trip 😉
Oh dear. I had better put my “shattered” into perspective after reading your (and a few other) comments. Thinking of you. And may I also add what a clever and productive thing to do. No, seriously! I bet those wine glasses cost much less than some other tension-breakers.
Hugs, my friend.
For the record, I do the plate banging thing all the time, although I don’t have a dog who tries to wrench my limbs off.
Feel better. Soon. xo
Thanks for the hugs from across the seas!
Wishing you a better, more peaceful feeling tomorrow. Sounds like you and your words could use a rest.
Thanks Ann – today is already brighter as I’ve nearly the whole day to myself. Who knew I was such a loner? Or maybe it’s just being a mom.
Oh no, I hate it when you are ‘shattered!’ As for your poor hands, you can purchase braces for your hands and wrist…back here, in a Walmart for instance, they are about $15 for each hand and wrist….worth a million bucks. You can sleep in them and get relief.
PS…As for the dreary, sunless days, wear your brightest, happiest colors!
Oh yes. I’m wearing grey pants and a black shirt. I might need to break out the hot pink.
Wow, that was a spectacular break! Hoping today is less bleak. Love you!
I hope this oldie will make you smile: http://aninchofgray.blogspot.com/2009/06/give-her-inch-shell-drag-me-mile.html
Goodness gracious! I feel better now. I think.
Oh no! I was going to suggest the wrist braces as well, if you don’t have them. My dog does the same thing…if I don’t watch her every second, I don’t see her notice something in time to brace myself before she takes off after it. She’s actually pulled me over onto the ground before, sadly for my bad knee. And if it makes you feel any better re:the plate, my husband the wine collector has beautiful Riedel glasses for the good wine, which I now absolutely refuse to wash because I kept breaking them when I did!
And I love the purple nail polish! Right now mine are kelly green because that makes me happy when it is gray and cold outside…
I was wondering if anyone would see the purple. 😉 I do have wrist braces, one of which I can’t find. And I just bought anti-inflammatory cream, which I hope will help.
Shattered also. We realized on Monday night that it was time to let go of our dog Joda. She was a loyal, caring, loving companion, my best friend for over 15 years. She had a good life, and a good death. But you know, she was still going after nasty things on the pavement during walks until a few months ago. I’ll miss her anyway. :] Bear with yours and keep correcting him as best you can. He’ll slow down, and probably acquire slightly better manners in time.
Oh no. I’m sorry about Joda. How heart-breaking. I don’t even want to think about that.
There’s that saying that the cracks let the light shine through? But it never helps when you’re in the midst of the break. xoxo. love you.
You word even the mundane in poetry. 😉
So sorry to read this friend…I hope that the weather warms up for you. I think you need a nice, long vacation.
Yes! So where shall we go? 😉
Stuffy. My head, my nose, my thoughts.
Also? I took a very similar photo of some clingy ivy at our zoo the other day, and now my little Abbey notices it everywhere. <3
I thought you would be interested to know (being a lover of information myself) that it’s not ivy. Ivy actually destroys the houses because it’s a parasite and it embeds in the wall itself, even though it’s gorgeous. This is virgin vine – like a grape vine – except it produces no fruit. This virgin vine changes colors with the seasons and loses its leaves in the winter and one day our house will be covered in it. Cool huh?
I hope you don’t think I’m being nit-picky – I do love a good fact. 🙂
The dog that was the love of our life was a nasty and naughty poop eater, ick, no amount of training and Tabasco could break her of this habit. but we adored her for her other lovely qualities….And Juanuary is the worst of months. Dark and dreary, outside and in. Please know your blogosphere fans love you !
Ooh – your dog beats mine in disgusting-ness. 😉 But we love ’em.
Thank you for your sweet and encouraging comment.
You. Are. Spectacularl Xx
I’m having difficulty getting any traction on those New Year’s Rsolutions.
Talk about a strong metaphor!
Here’s hoping today is a better one so far. xo
I love you and am wishing you piece. I hate that so many of us are here in this feeling right now. Hate it. Let there be sun. xo
felt like that the other day too! It’s the weather, and the seasonal depression… (for me, at least)… I dropped the (empty) stroller down a half-flight of stairs. It was just fine, it fell right into some snow! But I totally understand what you’re talking about, there are days like that!
I seriously believed carpal tunnel was a myth….until shooting pain from my wrist to my shoulder started waking me up at night. Several braces and a year of learning to use my mouse with my left hand later, it’s better but not perfect.
Things pile up, don’t they? And then one more thing, insignificant in and of itself, can topple everything. I can relate to the memoir aspects–it’s hard. It brings things up and makes you/me/us question things and relive things, when once was enough.
Ironically, broken glass is a good omen in Russia. And you know how lucky Russians are.
I’m really impatient to read your memoire – seriously.
(No pressure or anything). 😉
So sorry ! I hope you feel better and I hope the sun finds you 🙂
Yes! I need a sun-kissed life. 😉
Hang in there, you.
There’ll be light soon!
Thank you Galit.
So brave of you to work through the process of a memoir. I want to do it so badly but I don’t think I can go there yet. I hope you feel the peaces coming together again soon. This has been such a dark time for so many of us. xo
I hope you will write one someday because there is so much there.
Jennie, I have carpal tunnel and ulnar neuropathy as part of my overall inflammatory nerve disorder. If it gets too hard to type, I really really recommend the Dragon dictation program so you can talk to your computer and it will translate your voice into typed words. It has really helped me still be able to blog, email, etc. 🙂