Everyone in blogland seem to be rather nonplussed at the moment . Rachel had a fall out with Weaver, which is a bit like Joan Rivers bitch slapping Julie Andrews right out of her wimple and Tom Stephenson has suddenly started to worry about his followers ( sorry Readers) and is cutting down his prose into easily digestible chunks....he's even missing the odious Grouchy, a sign, if a sign be needed that all is not well.
I too am feeling rather prickly today.
Most of this is related to the weather , which is getting me down somewhat. I am tired to buggery of damp washing about the cottage. I am tired of sweeping the muddy and coal stained concrete outside the back door and I am tired of being patient with a Welsh terrier puppy who won't piss outside because it is cold and wet !
We all need a bit of sunshine and good humour.
I thought of this yesterday and left a slightly overwrought Prof a small vase of miniature daffs on his desk. Daffodils always make people smile....they are cheerful little souls.
I went out into the garden to pick some more this afternoon and couldn't find any
This pissed me off even more !
I was curt to the teller at the bank today, when she tried to double talk herself into reviewing my account, even though there was a big queue behind me . " I'm in a hurry " I snapped , not looking at her , but I what I really wanted to do was to pull her through that little slot thing at the counter by her ears.
Of course I didn't ......but I did feel that I wanted to.
Anyhow I got home after all this and have pulled my bad mood up by it's bra straps. The kitchen floor needed another mopping , so I did this with an energetic tune blasting full volume from the bluetooth speaker, and I refused point blank to shout at Mary and George after they had raided the dog food cupboard and ate great mouthfuls of William's hypoallergenic food. I just overstepped the large pile of puke and lay down on the bed with Albert for ten minutes.
I dozed...dreaming of fish and chips we are having for tea!
Out with anger , in with love
How do you cheer yourself up? On this kind of , blustery , dull, moist and grotty winter's day?
I too am feeling rather prickly today.
Most of this is related to the weather , which is getting me down somewhat. I am tired to buggery of damp washing about the cottage. I am tired of sweeping the muddy and coal stained concrete outside the back door and I am tired of being patient with a Welsh terrier puppy who won't piss outside because it is cold and wet !
We all need a bit of sunshine and good humour.
I thought of this yesterday and left a slightly overwrought Prof a small vase of miniature daffs on his desk. Daffodils always make people smile....they are cheerful little souls.
I went out into the garden to pick some more this afternoon and couldn't find any
This pissed me off even more !
I was curt to the teller at the bank today, when she tried to double talk herself into reviewing my account, even though there was a big queue behind me . " I'm in a hurry " I snapped , not looking at her , but I what I really wanted to do was to pull her through that little slot thing at the counter by her ears.
Of course I didn't ......but I did feel that I wanted to.
Anyhow I got home after all this and have pulled my bad mood up by it's bra straps. The kitchen floor needed another mopping , so I did this with an energetic tune blasting full volume from the bluetooth speaker, and I refused point blank to shout at Mary and George after they had raided the dog food cupboard and ate great mouthfuls of William's hypoallergenic food. I just overstepped the large pile of puke and lay down on the bed with Albert for ten minutes.
I dozed...dreaming of fish and chips we are having for tea!
Out with anger , in with love
How do you cheer yourself up? On this kind of , blustery , dull, moist and grotty winter's day?
Music to mop the floor to
"Rachel had a fall out with Weaver, which is a bit like Joan Rivers bitch slapping Julie Andrews right out of her wimple" - you have such a fine way with words.
ReplyDeleteThank,you suex
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ReplyDeleteThat music should put some energy behind your scrubbing! The right music can pull me right out of a funk.
ReplyDeletePeople are out of sorts around here, as well. It's the ass end of a wet, wet winter and everyone is testy. Humans, pets, etc. You're handling it well, man. Keep on!
ReplyDeleteBeing on the ass end of anything is not a bag of laughs
DeleteMy kids always knew I was cleaning and in a foul mood when they would come home to hear the Rolling Stones blasting away.
ReplyDeleteIt is the most beautiful day you could imagine here in Florida and yet, I feel completely crazy. It's not all the weather.
I am making pizza tonight. Will that help?
Only if you use extra cheese
DeleteIt's February; the month is toxic!
ReplyDeleteWhen I'm really in a snit nothing will pull me out of it... just have to deal with it until my sense of the ridiculous kicks in and I start laughing at myself.
I laugh at myself all of the time, believe me
DeleteA pot of soup simmering on the stove, a grilled cheese sandwich on my plate, a large mug of strong black tea and Ben on my feet snoring gently. Something suitably gory on the gogglebox and crochet for when the sandwich has gone.
ReplyDeleteFailing that a good dvd and chocolate.
Sounds good ...sounds very good
DeleteYou did good pulling yourself up by the bra straps. Back in my younger days, PMS would regularly get a stranglehold on me for a week, and then vanish. I am so glad that is behind me. Maybe there is a purpose for these foul moods, but I can't think of any. Wasn't it Henry James that wrote three things for a happy life - be kind, be kind, be kind. Then again, he didn't have PMS.
ReplyDeleteI am blessed with not usually suffering from low moods x
DeleteI turn all the lights on, crank up the volume on the radio, cook and cook and cook and eat and eat and eat and then the next day I feel worse. So...no useful suggestions here. Sorry.
ReplyDeleteFood =happiness......
DeleteI know not heathy but satisfying
I have a rather soothing and colourful video on my blog post today, that may help.....or not?
ReplyDeleteOff to check x
DeleteI put on my blinkers, so I can't see all the dogs hairs around the place, make a big mug of coffee, grab some nibbles of one kind or another and watch a box set back to back for as long as it takes to get me out of the mood.
ReplyDeleteI've watched the first three series of 'Being Human' this week up to now .... yes, it's been a bad week all round :-(
Ive got FEAR THE WALKING DEAD on dvd and havent played that yet x
DeletePainting. It calms me down and energizes me. A bit like meditating.
ReplyDeleteOur back door needs painting...can you come round?
DeleteThat music sounds like something an ice skating dancer (& partner) has been going around the rink to for months.
ReplyDeleteMusic helps.... so does chocolate.. :) A walk too can help...perhaps without the dogs..lol A delicious extravagant afternoon nap... Is it a full moon?? Maybe thats why everyone is out of sorts? Hugs! deb
ReplyDeleteIts rainingtoo hard to see x
Deletethanks for the rousing tune...however, it failed to get me out of my bed of sloth. I glance out the window to see the pouring heavy wet snow and dread the promise of a clearing afternoon with my shovel and boots. For now it's enough to snuggle back under the covers with my kitty and the Mac. As for what DOES get my get up and go going? deadlines, disgust with the dust, and having a great (if fleeting) inspiration that must be worked on right away!
ReplyDeleteHow long have you been in be elizabeth?
DeleteI am so having chips for tea tonight! Good job it is Friday, one more work day and I may have quit with a flounce and a flick of the hair! ( and then cap in hand on Monday when I realized I have bill to pay )
ReplyDeleteTime for a dryer perhaps. Liked the part of your heading "failing that chips for tea" works for me.
ReplyDeleteTo banish your bad mood I would have suggested you read one of your own posts, such as your last one.
ReplyDeleteI think we all have first-rate Cabin fever - we get it in February ... My angst came in the form of Windows10, Google, and some fool who added my initial to my new debit card, which made my accounts think I was somebody else trying to pull a fast one. Bad week all around!
ReplyDeleteBlimmin freezin' here in Naughty Nunthorpe. Sick to death of being cold. Bring on the summer.... but make it soon. My garden though is starting to show some real colour..... daffs, wallflowers, mini iris, crocus and snowdrops. The heather is flowering and I have a vanilla scented Linaria just opened. That does cheer me up.
ReplyDeleteI'm getting ready to go to a funeral for a baby girl that only lived for 3 days. Her family is heartbroken. That really puts petty irritations in their place. At least for me.
ReplyDeleteLove and kindness, family and friends...that's all we have in this sad old world.
Oh bloody hell.......
Delete1) It is February and WhoEver is in charge made it the shortest month because He/She/It knew we would barely be able to stand it.
ReplyDelete2) I find that a good workout on the treadmill is good for dissipating anger, but just about any exercise helps -- like mopping up the mess my husband tracks across the floor three or four times a day but never notices and still refuses to put his dirty boots into the boot tray I bought for that very purpose.
3) I read blogs and find out that my troubles are not so bad after all compared to what other folks face.
Yes..just read Bitch ursula ( see below) that really cheered me up
DeleteHow do I cheer myself up? I read your blog! Greetings Maria x
ReplyDeleteGood answer maria x
DeleteI know I know: Rachel is your FRIEND. And, as you told me in a truly astonishing manner I hadn't expected from you and in no uncertain terms: Any FRIEND of yours is exempt from criticism - even if justified.
ReplyDeleteRachel may be your friend. Yet she is - judging by her blog and comments she leaves in her trail - bad tempered, uncouth, self indulgent. She tells her readers to fuck off, leave her alone. You are the nurse, John, yet even you were not able to point out to her that no one but no one gives a shit about anything, never mind a blog, when you are truly in the fangs of flue. What the "flued" do, like a sick animal, is turn to the wall and hope not to die. Not fish for sympathy.
As to the Weaver/Rachel exchange. I am amazed at Rachel's tone. Weaver is lovely, means no harm,far too conciliatory for her own good, pleading for some sort of sympathy for teachers and Rachel - true to form - does come down on her totally insensitive. Not a shred of sympathy as to where Weaver is coming from. Never mind, I am sure you find an excuse for Rachel since Rachel is your FRIEND.Think about it, John.
Other than that, and in answer to your question: All of us are prey to bad moods - some more than others. No need to let it all hang out and take out on (relative) strangers.
Greetings from this perpetual ray of sunshine even when the sky is grey.
U
Thank you for that essay
DeleteWhats with the FRIEND thing?
DeleteI so agree with you. I have been receiving end of Rachel's venom.
DeleteShe's a great big pussycat believe me
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DeleteHere in California, where the weather is mostly dry, I combat the bad moods with walks, bike rides, and running. Doesn't always help, but at least I'm getting some exercise.
ReplyDeleteFunny, my blog has a bit about Lighten Up in it today too.
ReplyDeleteMy life is turned upside down, I sold my house but have no idea where I am going to move to, my husband died and I am alone up here in Upstate NY with no friends close by or family for that matter.
My dear little friend who was so kind to me and helped me so much in my earliest days of mourning, has had her second little baby. That newborn is in surgery right now .. liver perhaps.
So while I am cranky most of the time and sad ... having a newborn infant in surgery trumps every other whine that I know of.
I love it that we can say what we want and be anyway we want in blog land ... but because you can .. does not mean you should.
I guess things can only get better! Xx
DeleteI squeezed a spot. Well you did ask.
ReplyDeleteJP
Was it juicy ?
DeletePeople keep asking me where summer is..it's February isn't it ? xx
ReplyDeleteFor goodness sake John, buy a tumble dryer - that will get rid of problem no 1! Never mind the concrete outside, give it a miss occasionally or just chuck a bucket of water over it. Buy the little welsh terrier a raincoat and in no uncertain terms, tell her to get out and do what she's got to do ! Man up !! Then settle down in front of the TV for a re-run of the Walking Dead or listen to Adele at top volume !
ReplyDeleteHate to say it, but it's yet another lovely day here in sunny Spain, and the washing dries in no time - I put it in the tumble dryer ! During the day it's warm enough to leave the doors open so the dogs can come and go into the garden as they please. And fortunately I don't often feel too downhearted, so don't really have a tried and tested remedy. The sunshine helps.
Adele hardly lifts one moods
DeleteYes, a lot of us are grumpy and felling sorry for ourselves. So, I kicked myself in the back side yesterday and got nice. I tell my granddaughters it is their job to get of out bed happy. Same applies to grandma. Tell Mary I said so, too.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was potty training Angus it was the rainiest summer in years. He hated peeing in the rain. I was the only person in the house who could tolerate wet to the bone to outlast a stubborn Cairn, and to his end of time he stood up and went to the door when I said "Singing in the Rain, Angus."
I eat a teaspoon of peanut butter. It is supposed to get rid of crankiness.
ReplyDeleteId eat the whole jar
DeleteWhy not! Give it a go! Let me know how you get one once said jar is done! :) x
DeleteI eat a teaspoon of Nutella .. straight out of the jar ..
DeleteIf I lived in this house by myself, I'd only need to clean once a month. But I have 3 house cats and they hate each other. They don't physically fight and get it over with, they use psychological warefare. And each of them leaves me messages, messages that say "Get RID of the other two!" The 13 year old tiny female leaves tiny turds, like exclamation points, on my mousepad. The big old feral guy, who knows full well where the cat box is, and also knows how to tell me he wants outside, will squat right in front of me and piss on whatever is handy. Clean laundry, paperwork for taxes, whatever. Then there's Wesley, my 2 year old that I raised on a bottle. When he's upset, he opens the kitchen cupboards, crawls in and kicks everything out onto the floor. This morning before I could have a cup of coffee I had to clean up all their messes. Luckily the first thing I looked at, sitting here in my grumpy mood with my well-earned coffee, was your blog, John. Things are better now. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteMy work here isdone x
Deletewhen I am upset I clean the hell out of house, with Tina Turner at full blast. if that doesnt work I go for a bike ride. Fresh air and exercise seem to help me enoromously.
ReplyDeleteI cheer myself up by writing a really negative blog post. I feel much better afterwards!!!
ReplyDeleteI think thats just i have done x
Deletehot bath, candles, ginger and green tea. Open all the curtains for as much light as possible and eat a piece of pie. If I don't have pie, I call someone who loves me and have them talk me off of the edge.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I just turn on some good music that makes we wallow in sadness and self pity until I tire of it, then I dance!
DeleteWe gave unexpected snow here at the beach. A lot of it good thing I like winter
ReplyDeleteYou need a dryer, John. And a case of wee wee pads ---and baby wipes. For the muddy paws.
Have snow. Not "gave"
DeleteI clean in silence, so I can hear my thoughts.
ReplyDeleteI cheer myself up by writing a really negative blog post. I feel much better afterwards!!!
ReplyDeleteYou were Kurt to the teller at the bank?
ReplyDeleteTELLER (looks up from polishing her nails) Oh Kurt, it's so nice to see you again. How can I help you?
KURT (breathing heavily) Just stay there Blodwyn. I'm happy just to look at your little slot thing.
Naughty
DeleteWine. Lots of. Works for me...
ReplyDeletePour me a large one
DeleteYou'd better hurry, I've opened a second bottle, any minute now I'm up on the table doing Songs From The Shows....
Delete" when eeeee neeeeedddddsssss meeeeeeee"
DeleteJohn - first things first. Rachel and I are good bloggy friends. We had a difference of opinion and were both honest enough to express it. After that - on her next post - we agreed to disagree and are back to as we were. One of the good things about blogging with virtual friends that we can, and should be, honest.
ReplyDeleteNow to basics. 1. Buy a tumble drier. The farmer bought one about a year ago, not so much because of the weather as because he had watched me pegging out the washing and nearly falling over as my balance is poot. Since then I do the whole week's washing early on Monday mornings - usually three or four loads - and have it all washed, dried, ironed and up on the airer by mid afternoon - then away next morning and all done for another week
2. Pup peeing in the house - take her outside regularly along with a piece of her favourite food (in Tess's case it would be ham) and when she pees really praise her and give her a bit of ham. Won't take long.
3. How do I cheer myself up? I meet friends for coffee and a laugh - most days and it works a treat.
And don;t make a fuss about Rachel and me. We have worked out our differences and moved on.
Cheer up.
It makes for good blogging weaver chillx
DeleteI don't know what going on but I had a pretty shitty week too. Started with a off the wall comment from my beloved of 36 years and ended with my son cramming the dryer full and me (once again emptying it). After I ranted and peeled myself off the ceiling I go out and spend time with my Peepers, Winkin, Blinken, Nod and Nessa Rose, (my chickens). Their faces and their constant chatter really cheer me up. Then I take my cat PunkerPuss upstairs to my room, close my door, (daring any human to enter) and snuggle down with a good book.
ReplyDeleteChickens always made excellent aupport and company in a crisis
DeleteIf the weather (or the time of day) will allow it I go outside and weed. Productive destruction does it for me...
ReplyDeleteWe've got the popcorn out for something like this brewing on our street.
ReplyDeleteThe evil b/withch across the road (she of the Audi 4x4 driven at 40mph at all times and Ferrari driving sugar daddies) has objected to the mini bus parked outside the house two doors down and lest a passive aggressive note on the windscreen "This is a small residential street and vehicles like this should not be parked here as they block residents. Please park it outside your own door."
Just so happens that the bloke who lives two doors down has hired this mini bus as he is a schoolteacher and is taking some of his pupils on a trip first thing tomorrow. He's a lovely bloke, and doesn't deserve to have to deal with the street bully because he's prepared to go out of his way for people.
His wife is equally lovely, but hazard a guess that, as a teacher on maternity leave, she could verbally snap Slagismond like a twig.
I put a Beach Boys album on and dance around the kitchen!
ReplyDeleteAlso, from the kitchen window I can see lots of little green shoots emerging, it'll soon be spring! X
Illegal drugs!
DeleteThinking of Van Morrison's "Days Like This"....Cheer up my dear!
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ReplyDeleteI think you all need to come to Australia for the first 3 months of the year.
ReplyDeleteSun, hot & very little rain! Boring!
I'm lucky to have a fab husband who knows my low winter moments and helps me through them. He does things like comedy trips in the middle of Tesco, or makes me skip with him! He doesn't mind the winter-it means the rugby season is in full swing! I love him dearly.
ReplyDeletewine. a colourful knitting project. tomato soup with small pasta shells. gin&tonic. chocolate.
ReplyDeleteSometimes I play Tango music while I am dusting and tidying up. The cats like it.
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EyZq6sOLI0g
Until today I had been in the dumps for weeks. Today it snowed, and I cheered right up. Could be the meds, though. It helps not to skip doses!
ReplyDeleteI used to work in my flower garden if I'd had a bad day at work before I came in. I would hear Hubby telling the girls, Leave Mom along, she's in her flowers.
ReplyDeleteI think winter makes us all a little down. I am double grateful we have daylight in winter. Imagine no light at all???
Wishing you sunshine and daffodils.
It snowed here today, and we ended up getting about 9 inches. It first fell as wet, heavy snow, so when about six inches lay on the ground, I went out to shovel paths and clear off the deck. I find it meditative and was once again amazed at how quiet everything becomes when it snows. Unless the wind picks up and then it's just the wind and you with your thoughts, but the wind was pretty quiet today, too.
ReplyDeleteIf it's nice enough outside for a walk (anything other than a downpour, a hurricane, or minus 20C) then a walk helps me. If I can't get out, then reading helps take me away from my troubles.
ReplyDeleteSince that sort of day is a rarity here, I love them! I get a nice curry or something equally warming going for dinner, light the potbelly stove and move the dog beds so the dogs can snuggle close to it, then crochet, crochet, crochet, and sniff the amazing smell of all our trees taking deep breaths! :)
ReplyDeleteCrazy Horses [by the Osmonds she whispers -can't stand them otherwise] does it for me....the mop or heaven forbids a floorcloth if I'm really feeling grr is left lying in a quivering heap after I've finished with it!
ReplyDeleteArilx
At my mother's funeral, my sister-in-law asked to speak a few words of wisdom she had received from Mom. She related that on cold, gray mornings, when she was headed out to a difficult work day and Mom had arrived to care for the kids, Mom would advise her to "Get up, get dressed and get out there! You'll feel better when you get there." She noted that Mom also launched the kids toward the school bus with the same exhortation.
ReplyDeleteAt this point we were all smiling and nodding heads in sympathy. SIL continued: "And I did -- but I didn't feel better when I got there. Ever! So one day I told Mom that, and she said, 'I know, but you have to go anyway.'"
I LOVE this story!
DeleteI have to admit I was relieved to read this and realize ours is not the only household experiencing considerable grouchiness lately. I, for better or worse, don't take it out on anyone else and simply internalize it all. This means I'm beginning again to mutter to myself, throw pens against the wall, and 'drop' silverware in the sink.
ReplyDeleteIt seems that the weather is getting everybody down at the moment. We are experiencing our usual February weather - extreme humidity that saps your strength and makes you want to climb inside your refrigerator! We are staying indoors, not even putting a nose outside in the heat, where the air conditioning churns away but boredom is beginning to set in with the TV programs still on their dismal Summer break.
ReplyDeleteI think you have the worst though. Being trapped indoors with a whole lot of dogs who need outdoor toileting sounds like a nightmare !
Oh it is x
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