Allergic to Saturdays...

Yesterday was gone in a blur - antihistamines and sleep.  Once again I spent another Saturday flat out with an allergy attack.  This is becoming tedious.  Sneezing, coughing, wheezing, runny nose and itchy, scratchy throat and mood.  What am I doing wrong?

I once again slept for 19 or so hours and awoke this morning feeling like I've got a hangover. I started moving about and now, just about when I feel like I might be ready to take on the day, it's dark and gray outside.  This is not the way I want my weekend to look. I want to spend my weekend at art galleries, museums, chi-chi restaurants, shopping for wonderful vintage clothes, actually anything but blowing my nose and recovering.

I am practicing acceptance.  This is the way it is.  There is no point arguing. Live in the here and now.  Don't push the river. Watch the grass grow by itself. Wonderful concepts but I am not too good at living on a conceptual level.  I cannot separate myself easily from events around me.  This may also explain why this morning I am spittingly mad about the political situation in the country I have adopted as my own.

I just met my local council member who volunteers at weekends in my local secondhand charity shop.  We often stop and chat and today he approached me and we discussed the Remembrance Day parade blocking all the traffic in the area, the impending cuts in government services and the general unease and dissatisfaction that the populace has with government at the moment.  Even though I know deep in my heart that my opinion, angst, and pissed off state don't make a smidget of difference, I am still experiencing those feelings.  ...all that is needed is for good people to do nothing, etc.etc.

So my Sunday goes on.  I am fed up today with diets, darkness, never ending rain, wet leaves everywhere and just the general state of the world.  I have little to add to mankind and the planet this miserable gray Sunday so I have decided to use my writing today to complain. Maybe I'll take a bit of a writing break now since I can see that this is going nowhere and I am banging the keys of the computer so hard I think I might break it... till later.

Two hours later... and that's better. I took all my day's frustrations and picked apples (many), made vegetable soup, also baked bread and marinated the beef for tonight's Chinese style stir fry.  Amazing how for some people it's music that soothes the irritated spirit, but for me it's food.

Once again I've watched my mood change and instead of feeling annoyed with the weather that I can't change, the early darkness that won't shift no matter how impatient I am, I have decided to enjoy the enveloping autumnal afternoon.  TV on, house is warm and I'm knitting.  How easily my mood  changed and how much I am suddenly enjoying this afternoon.  Sometimes my mercurial moods make me crazy.  I pity those around me.