Tranquility

Just a picture to meditate upon... Esperanza, my hopeful plant...

Sometimes I need to just relax and not get too upset. I can do this.

There were some funny things that happened yesterday. When I was at the grocery store, two friends met and greeted one another. One friend had a cart loaded to the brim and heaped over that with all the things one thinks one desperately NEEDS when one is shopping for conditions that might include a long time without power. The other was much more modestly and almost empty seeming, when compared to her friends massive Cart of Survival Supplies.

The friend with the CoSS (Cart of Survival Supplies), greeted her friend, and, after perusing her cart, commented upon how lightly she was shopping. Her friend, amused, said that her friend need not worry, after all, if she didn't have enough, we could all take the hurricane as an opportunity to diet....

That woman has a sense of humor I can appreciate. Her friend looked a little more shocked. She'd never considered a hurricane as a rival to the best diet pills .

The woman with the CoSS must have looked rather shocked (I was behind her), as her friend was quick to assure her that she'd done most of her prep shopping earlier and the day before.

Well, so had I, and yet, I too had a CoSS. Mostly some fresh fruit, ground beef and a few cans of veggies I knew we didn't have and would be good in a soup, along with crackers and some cookies. I'd also included some bags of candy. If we do have to be in the heat, both 'Pup and I will have to make sure our blood sugar doesn't drop.

In hot weather, you don't realize just how many calories it takes to even sit around, much less get anything done. Hypoglycemia can sneak up on you. Small candies are a quick boost that can tide you over until you go in and eat something more appropriate. One of the effects of hypoglycemia is a sense of disorientation and sometimes you feel sick and even get a feeling of " don't want to eat dang it leave me alone go away..." kind of combativeness. Hummm..

Maybe I can use that as an excuse for my grumpiness and grouchiness and the uhmmm sometimes less than patient temper. There may even have been some less than lady like words involved as we were trying to figure out how the plylocks were supposed to work. The fact that it was dark didn't help. I'd not eaten much that day.

Come to think of it, perhaps the lady was right. Unlike most parts of my life, stress seems to have taken most of my appetite away. Which means I probably need to go get some oatmeal for breakfast and get on with things.

First job is to wake up 'Pup. This is another result of stress, as usually HE has to wake ME up and I don't wake easy.

Ah.. dawn is breaking.
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