The Intervention of the Real World

I would rather most of the real world would just leave me alone – I don’t mean the people I know… or the places I like… I mean the rest of the crap.

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not my garden…  Portland Chinese Garden

Yesterday the sprinkler system was put in the back yard.  Fine.  It is raining today – welcome to Oregon!  I know the gardener well, but not the installer.  But I felt trapped in my own home.  My anxiety was way up all day.  And I had to remain sharp to answer questions that came up – there was only one.

I became a prisoner in my own home.  In my own office most of the time… constantly afraid someone would need something from me.  I did not get much done.  Mostly I just hide as best I could.  I could not concentrate on anything.

When they were done, I paid them, and came back into my office to great relief.  But I was so tired from it all, I went to bed a little after 6pm.  I was exhausted by anxiety.  It would have been nice if I has slept well…

But it is all OK.

Today, I get back on track as best I can.  My mind is starting to settle down this morning.  There are a lot of things to do, but I have time.  I can not know what will come up, but the worst is done.  At least for yesterday…

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