I swear, sometimes it is so confusing to be a girl. Today hasn't been all that bad, to be honest. In fact, all things considered, it's been pretty good, or at least non eventful. I even took a nap a while ago, and then I got on here to catch up on SC since I hadn't all day. I'm just browsing through, reading, commenting, etc. and I got to Lucy's post about being a controlling person, and she mentioned sometimes you just have to have a good cry when you can't seem to take the anxiety/worry any longer. I haven't the slightest clue why, but suddenly I did have a little bit of the urge to cry, and I was sitting reading nodding 'Yeah, that's right.' I didn't cry, the feeling passed almost instantly, and I'm fine even now. What's up with that?
I didn't get all of the things done that I wanted to today, the day's direction took a completely different turn, but it didn't wind up all bad. I got a lot of errands done, knocked out an errand my husband and I would have had to do (via riding along with my dad), and now I've got some sedative/tranquilizer for my horse so as soon as it dries out I can give it a whirl and have a go at her tail properly (hopefully). I'm really keeping my fingers crossed that it works and has full effect. That would be a dream come true because it would open up the opportunity to do so much with her that I've not been able to do before.
I'm hoping that tomorrow runs it's course as I have planned. It just jumbles my mind up when things don't go the way I envisioned, even if they don't go badly. That's sort of what happened today, and then that nap really screwed me up because I've been foggy brained ever since. Stupid me, I should have never napped because now I'll have a hell of a time getting to sleep. Oh well, I'm nearing the home stretch of a really good book, at least in my opinion. Stephen King's 'The Stand'. I've noticed something about my reading style. I'll start a book and read it in my leisurely time, and then the closer to the end I get, the more I'm finding/making time to pick up the book and read. Then I hit this point where i just go into a marathon read, even if I have to sit and read 200 pages, just to finish the book because I can't seem to entertain the thought of putting it down. Of course there are those extra special books that don't apply, because I read them frantically from beginning to end (Twilight, Harry Potter), and then there are those 'others' that just suck and I can't seem to get through the first chapter. Anybody else like this?
Currently I'm sitting, watching a movie, drinking some tea (mmm, thank you a million times again Lucy), and sitting here thinking I should be doing something productive, but I simply don't feel like it. I just feel like goofing off on here. I don't WANT to look for things I need. I don't WANT to find out about my credit report. I figure, it's late, my brain's already scrambled because of the nap, and there will be tomorrow. Beyond that, if I push it, I'm quite liable to not have as productive of a time about it as I am looking to have, so I'd better wait.
Yup, I'll just sit here and enjoy my tea.



