Friday, April 11, 2014

Friday Roundup

Those who smile rather than rage are always the stronger.

Japanese Wisdom

Well, Friday has arrived.  I was supposed to see the GYN today, but I cancelled.  I'm just not in the mood to be poked and prodded.  Had a very rough day yesterday, and I just need a day to myself.  The fashion show itself went okay once it finally got started.  It just wasn't well organized.  There were about 25 ladies participating, and we were told to wait in this room until our name was called.  That's all fine and dandy, but the room the put us in was small, it was hot (they should have put the AC on), and with two people calling out names, it was bound to get confusing. My friend was getting quite flustered, and  there was a point that I felt like I was going to pass out. tried to get out of the room on several occasions, but everyone blocked the doorway, and no one would move. By the time my name was called, I had become very light-headed and cranky.  (I get cranky when I am hot). 

No major incidents as I paraded about the room. I didn't fall over my feet.  Of course, we hadn't really rehearsed so we were all going in different directions. Truth be told, it turned out to be more of a comedy show than a fashion show, but that's what made it more comfortable for me.  When one is so afraid of doing it wrong, anxiety sets in.  But, when everyone is doing it wrong, it becomes fun.  Besides, I can actually boast that I had the shiniest boots in the place.  Hubby doesn't do anything halfway.  When he does my boots and shoes, they get the full workup.  I wish I could have gotten some pictures, but no one knew how to work my phone.

The worst part of the day was my arrival in the morning, just before the bingo game. I really wish I had heeded the above quote.  I came in and took my regular seat to be told that a man had already been sitting there.  But, when one reserves a seat, they usually leave their jacket or something to show they are sitting there.  He hadn't.  So, when he finally did come back he says rather rudely, "You have to move.  That's my seat."  The man rarely comes, and when he does I am expected to give up the seat that I sit in every day? 

Well, to make a long story short, I wasn't in the mood for this nonsense, and I snapped. There was a time that I was too meek to say anything when people tried to push me around, but today NO ONE talks to me that way.  My usual easy-going self was already stretched thin with anxiety.  We ended up in a huge argument.  Not exactly the way I wanted to start my day. I was in knots.  Even lost my appetite and gave my corn muffin away. But, what truly touched me was how quickly my friends gathered round to defend me.  They all raced over and started arguing with the man.  I now found myself in the position of having to calm everyone down before we all got thrown out.  Nothing like a knockdown drag out fight in a senior center. Eventually the only way to calm it down was for me to move.  There was just no calming them down any other way.

So, what do I have planned for the weekend?  Hmmm!!!  That's a good question.  I honestly have no idea.  I am in the midst of packing winter and digging out spring a little at a time so I know that is on the agenda.  Today I plan on walking over to Rite Aid.  I love wash and wear hair, but a blow drier will make my new cut ever so much nicer.  I realize it is far too flat and needs some volume. Afterwards, I'll stop at the fruit stand.  Must have it every night.  I'll do some reading and do some work on my Druid lessons.  They have sort of fallen by the wayside.  

And rest.  Boy, do I need some rest.  All this running around is catching up to me again.  My body is telling me to slow down.  And with that I will wish you a wonderful, wonderful weekend.  May it be filled with love, joy, and peace. See you on Monday.

People are often very frightened of their anger. They feel it will cause them to do
something harmful. If you have this fear, create a safe situation where you can
express your anger, alone or with a trusted therapist or friend. Allow yourself
to talk angrily, shout, hit pillows, whatever you feel like. Once you've done this
in a safe environment, you will have released some of the charge, and you can look
underneath the anger to find what you need to do to take better care of yourself.
Like any emotion, anger is a valuable tool, teaching us
who we are and how we feel.

Shakti Gawain


  1. Have a peaceful and restful weekend, Mary! "Serenity Now"

  2. I sympathize with your stressful experiences, but I thank you for your wry reporting (I am still smiling at "Nothing like a knockdown drag out fight in a senior center") and insightful analysis . . . do take care of yourself this weekend.