12/12/25

 I had a complete meltdown this morning. The entire day I was a curmudgeon! My meltdown was obnoxious. I couldn’t even stand myself for it. If I were anyone else, I would have punched me in the face.

I had a physical therapy appointment at 7 am. I was ready. I went to go start my car and was disgusted with the process. How do people do this every day! How did I do this everyday. 

Walk outside in the cold, start the car. Ugh! Trudge back in and wait. Brush the snow off, more cold. How stupid!

I have really become so appreciative of not leaving the house.

Poor Paul heard my mouth start running about ridiculous things. “The physical therapist should be required to come to the house when it is below a certain temperature.” - not the most efficient business plan.

“It should be illegal for people to have to leave their homes if there is snow!” -ridiculous rule, I know.

“ This is the worst!” - seriously, I have been through far worse….this is not the “worst!”

“This is my last time going to physical therapy in the winter!”

Paul immediately tried to fix the situation. Because that is what men do. He was being thoughtful.

He started to offer to brush my car off, shovel a path to my car….start my car for me…

“Paul, I can do all of those things. I appreciate the gesture. I just want to be miserable about it. Just agree with me that it should be illegal and that it is stupid to leave the house.”  

He obediently agreed. I know he didn’t mean it. But it was nice to hear him say it.

I went to my Physical Therapy appointment. I did think about how I am going to have to do this in a month when it is even COLDER out.

I was pushed over the edge when a guy walked in telling about his trip to Mexico. He arrived back home a couple days ago and has been “sick” with a “virus”. I wanted to leave immediately.

I asked if it could be my last appointment and they agreed that it hey felt things were going well enough to “graduate”. Thank god!

I just felt aggravated today. The entire day. I kept feeling my face morph into a face of disgust and annnoyance  all day long.

We went to go out to dinner. The restaurant was loud. Paul was making fun of me because I was acting “old”. I just wanted things EXACTLY how I wanted them.  Like a brat, not “old”. Leave the elderly out of this Paul!

I wanted to have it quieter so it was easier to hear. I wanted good service. I wanted the music scaled way down. If I had thing an exactly how I wanted them, I wouldn’t have been as cranky.

We ate and then left shortly after finishing. I decided to remove my crankiness from ruining everyone else’s day and went to bed to sleep the cranky away. 

Happy Birthday Gene and Diane!!!!! ❤️