Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Hmm. I need to get out to the drug store but I've delayed until one of the loud times of day, and I'm finding car stereos quite painful from inside my house, so dreading facing them from the sidewalk. Whoops. (At least I think my legs are up to the walk today, though kinda marginal. Going to have to be careful not to uy too much heavy stuff though, as my shoulders aren't going to take a big load today.)

I got some criticism and direction that raised my hackles because although the request itself was not unreasonable, the tone with which it was delivered made me feel like I was being unfairly picked on and put down. I held my tongue. Then I got different criticism and instructions from someone else and reacted the same way, despite this too being reasonable apart from the delivery. So I'm thinkin' that maybe, whether the two messages could have been delivered a bit more gently or not, I'm on a hair trigger to take offense and that it's a good thing I held back my reactions; that maybe a major portion of the unreasonableness is on my end. I'm not sure. I don't feel able to judge objectively in my current headspace so I'll revisit this in a week or so if I remember, and examine which of my buttons were pushed and how. Thing is, I like to think I normally take criticism better than this.

It probably doesn't help that I've been feeling easily-overwhelmed by storms-of-little-things lately, more frustrated than usual with my body and less able to accomplish tasks that I really need to get done, and my sleep has been FUBAR for the past week or so. Even things like discovering I'd screwed up programming the VCR, or having the reception on one VCR degrade while it was taping Bones, to the point that House was utterly unwatchable when I got to it, seem like Tragedies when I discover them. I have got to get this sleep upfuckedness sorted out.

Short term memory is extra-flaky lately as well (I figured I'd better write down that lick I posted as quickly as possible lest it fly out of my head) ... I'm still trying to remember what I was planing to write about the tension between fascism and dominionism. And related to that overwhelmed feeling I mentioned, no matter what I'm doing, even if it's the top item on my to-do list, I can't shake the feeling that I Should Be Doing Something Else and get properly into the task at hand.

I'm still waiting for that referral letter for the orthopedist. I'm rather worried about my wrist.