What is fine for one day is not fine for another

Watched the Ohio State football game until halftime. They were leading 30-13 at the half when I decided to take a snooze. I thought I would only be out for twenty minutes. The twenty minutes turned into two hours! I missed the second half of the game. Final score was 40-20. Buckeyes have their first win of the season!

I had ordered some journals as a reward for my writing. I didn’t think I was going to open the package but I wanted to see if that is what I wanted. One of the journals is, the other is not so I am going to return it. It’s so hard buying journals online because you can’t see what they look like before you buy them. Though right now, even though there is a grocery store just a little ways from me, I want to order some ingredients for my cupcake recipe just so I don’t have to go to the store. It’s not like I hate going, its more that I don’t want to waste time on my feet and suffer the consequences afterwards that is preventing me from going. I wanted to go today but I am in a grouchy mood after I woke up from my nap. The kids next door are screamers and there still is a little dog that loves to fricken yap. I want to muzzle all of them! So they got me in a bad mood. I have been up since six this morning because I wanted to listen to my favorite DJ on the country countdown 40. She was filling in for the regular guy Bob Kingsley. I just hope they don’t take her away from Boston!! It was good to hear her voice.

As I was up so early and didn’t know what else to do beside listen to the radio play country hits, I wrote a few pages for my book. I am one page shy of completing my goal for the day. I don’t know what I wanted to write about. I thought what I did write was going to take up four pages, or more, but my condensed style of writing fixed that plan. I guess if I could bullshit, I could write more but it isn’t in me. I can’t bullshit my way out of a paper bag! I found that writing in college way horrendous when something had to be a certain length, like they almost always do. Sometimes I had to make stuff up and it was painful. I am a literal person so I write things literally. The only time I was creative was when I was taking a creative writing course. And eventually, my creativeness got blocked. Half way through the semester, I ran out of gas to my stories. I found that I was writing dark stuff and it was just draining. I couldn’t write a happy story if you paid me. I would have had to experience happiness and I never have.

I finally got Luke Bryan’s latest CD and I love it. There is a song, “Play it again”, that I have been listening to almost non-stop. It is such a cool song. That was one of the reasons I had to listen to the Country top 40. I wanted to see if any songs from this CD made it and sure enough, the first song, that’s my kind of night, was like 28 or something like that. And the CD has been out for only two weeks! I love Luke Bryan’s music.

Tomorrow I am supposed to go out with a friend to see a movie. I am hoping my foot isn’t too bad as I had to cancel plans last week. It sucks when you have chronic pain and can’t keep or make plans because of it. Even though my foot is under the covers, I am still having pain and spasms. I haven’t done anything to warrant it, except going up and down stairs a little bit too much today. But I never know what is too much or not. What is fine for one day is not fine for another. It is so frustrating! That is why I am afraid to go to the grocery store for fear that my plans for tomorrow will have to be canceled because I will have to rest. It sucks.