Message for me: Lighten up!

Well, the prompts are up. The mail is checked. The blogs are read. It's overcast and I want to have vanilla caramel tea (Bigelow makes it. It's fantastic!) and English muffin toaster bread toasted with a thin layer of butter and red plum jelly. Then I'll read the paper or maybe even sleep some more. Some days are just meant for enjoying. Why not start October out right? Need to find a good book.....

I'm learning that things will bother you only if you let them. Example: a woman called from the hospital on Tuesday afternoon around 4 saying that we might qualify for some state aid with my ds' snakebite bill, but that she had gotten the paperwork late and I had to get my part of the application in to DHS by Thursday at 3:00.

Well, I have felt none too whoopy since early Tuesday afternoon. Achy, tired, generally blech. :) I managed workshop Wednesday on cold pills and thought I'd wait till Thursday to trudge on down and sit around at DHS till someone told me we make too much in rental income to qualify (I know, I'm such an optimist). Plus on Wednesday I didn't have all of the information I needed anyway--like my dh's new employer and salary, etc., etc. (I did find the application online to download.) Thursday would be better.

Well, Thursday I felt 10 times worse. Let ds drive himself to school and planned to go after he got home. Got down to the stop sign at the end of our street coughing like a maniac and feeling decidedly light-headed and not at all like I should be driving across town. And there at the stop sign I thought, What am I doing? Why am I killing myself because the hospital didn't have their ducks in a row to give me some notice earlier than two days before a deadline? At which point I went home, ate some soup that didn't stay down (was I ever glad I hadn't kept going!) and I was sick a good part of the night.

When the little gal from the hospital calls today to see if I did what I was told , I'm going to tell her, "I tried. And you know--lack of planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on my part." If the hospital really wants another agency to cough up the money--and don't think I wouldn't love that!!!--then they're just going to have to explain how they messed up and beg for someone to take that into consideration. If not then we'll be paying on the bill a little bit a month until I'm eighty, and that's life....

I'm not going anywhere till Monday at the earliest.

Once I came to that decision I slept like a baby. Which is why, I think, I'm feeling so much better today.

Sometimes we put loads on ourselves that don't really belong there. I hope I can remember my new motto:

Look for ways to lighten up!