Monday, March 29, 2010

Another fine morning.


I've just made myself another cup of coffee to get the sluggishness out of my system that is usually there in the morning when I first have gotten up. I'm very much looking forward to the day when it won't be there. As a matter of fact, I think I am going to have to take a proactive stand in that and make the decision about that myself. Yes, I think that will be best.

I'm almost out of tobacco and must go to the tobacconist right away at 8:30. I also have to remember to buy some lighters, because I'm using matches now and they don't work very well. They are inferior matches.

There's nothing like a few cups of coffee to set your world right. It can change your whole outlook on life. That is, as long as you don't dig too deep. You just have to stay near the surface. That's where I've been keeping myself for years now. Living a shallow life. Trying not to feel anything too much, but being overwhelmed by my feelings anyway as if they were a disease that needed to be cured.

Not too long ago I asserted that I didn't need too much coffee to keep me going during the day, but lately I've been finding that the opposite is true. Well, I need about 5 or 6 cups, although very often I don't finish all of them and have to throw the last bit away because it is cold, and they are really mugs, not cups. That's why the coffee always ends up getting cold. A mug is too much and a cup is not enough. I do have a "mup" that's just right.



I went to the tobacconist with Tyke and forgot to buy lighters. I tore the apartment upside down to look for some and found a box of better matches, but it's a small box. I called the Exfactor, who had said he might be by today, to bring me a lighter, but now he's not sure if he's coming. I'll have to go back to the store to buy lighters and I am not amused. I'm having a hard time understanding the Exfactor on my mobile phone and it sounds like he is mumbling, when I say that I can't understand him, he mumbles louder. I also don't understand my psychiatrist who always insists on calling me on my mobile phone instead of my land line. It sounds like he is whispering. Now I don't know if I need to have my ears checked or if it is their problem.

Gandhi barfed on the stove. Tyke tore my whole Trivial Pursuit game apart in the bedroom and it is all over the place. I can just get a trash bag and throw it all away. I haven't done any cleaning, nor have I done the dishes. I am out of patience and out of energy and I need a vacation. I want to run away from home. Instead of that, I will clean up the cat barf and clean up my bedroom and do the dishes and dust my computer desk, but that will be it.

So, I better get to it then. There is no rest for the wicked. There is only postponement.

Have a good day.

Ciao,
Nora

5 comments:

Twain12 said...

oh wow not a good start to the morning but i do hope it will get better. I don't function either until i have my cup of coffee , you are not alone .
Hugs♥

Maggie May said...

I would not be happy about the barfing on the stove & the chewing of a game. What naughty animals!
Maggie X

Word Ver ALITYR........ almost a lighter! Better get yourself one!

Nuts in May

Wisewebwoman said...

Gosh, GSW, your blog looks like something the cats and dog tore apart, all smashed graphics and odd lines?
I'm no good without coffee either and only another coffee addict understands this. Tea in the morning is for wimps.
XO
WWW

Bernie said...

Your blog has no pictures and your sidebar is a bit off Nora, are you working on a new template or it something happening with blogger.

What a horrible start to your day, I hope it only got better. Did the domestic help come in, that would of made you feel better.

Sending you good vibes for a better day.......:-) Hugs

Frances said...

I have missed all the strangeness on the blog. It all looks lovely on here to me.

What a day! that is it now, your bad luck is over and things will have to improve. Love
xxx