Stuff to complain about.

Whew! For a while there it looked like it was time to call a repair man for the washing machine. Unplugging it for a little while cured its memory glitch. Man, that's a relief. Feeling kind of fragile today. I'm tired of things breaking.

Car issues, appliance issues, dental issues, back issues, general malaise. Something's got to give. I think I go through this about once a year. Maybe it has something to do with my approaching birthday. I just get to feeling like I can't stand the way things are and I need to make a big change. Yep, I'm there.

I'm SICK of this hot weather. It's fucking up everything. It's too hot to exercise, even at night. I can't work outside so the yards look like crap and I can't navigate through the garage. For a little while we were babysitting Gabe's dog and she made a big mess out there while she was here. I really want to get outside and clean it all up. Too hot, too hot, too hot.

Too much money is being spent on stuff that reaps no emotional reward. If I'm going to fork over a huge chunk of cash for something I want to be able to sit back and look at it and enjoy it. You can't admire car repairs.

So, what's coming up that'll cheer me? Next Saturday we're moving the rest of Lindsay's stuff out. That'll free up that room. The tile game can make a few moves. I'm getting a treadmill so I can exercise in air-conditioned comfort. I'm going up to northern California in October for a ukulele festival. Gonna see the peeps up there, which will be freakin' way cool. Today I'm going to talk to Timio about getting his crew over here to clean up the back yard. We'll also make a plan for getting the front yards done.

Ok, that helps. I'm going to go to Big Lots and buy organizing bins and plastic boxes with snappy lids. Somehow that usually seems to cheer me up. It always sparks a flurry of sorting and tossing activity. Mmm, plastic boxes....