Adjusting. Not

[poliphilo]

Ailz was complimenting me on how well I was adjusting to life in Kent and then- yesterday-  the existential angst came sweeping back in. I'm not sure why. I think it had something to do with the broadband connection being so slow I couldn't access LJ. On such small things do our moods depend.

Also Ailz and I had to go and do the week's shopping. In the past my mother has made tut-tutting noises about how much we've spent- and I was dreading her doing it again. In the event she was sweetly complimentary about our efforts- but the damage has already been done.

Then there were some plants to be watered. I'd have happily gone and done it myself- but my mother wanted to be part of the action- and so I wheeled her down the drive and she was bossing me about. She has a way of saying, "What are you doing?" that Dame Edith Evans would have envied.

By evening I was ready to snap at the least little thing.

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adjusting. not.

[(Anonymous)]

I'm sorry to hear that...I know exactly what you mean about the watering episode. Hope you are enjoying the sun now.
Jenny x

Re: adjusting. not.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Yes, it's been a pleasant enough day.

[sovay]

On such small things do our moods depend.

When everything is so stressed and stamina-consuming, absolutely: it feels like the last thing you can deal with going wrong.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

That's right. I tell myself I shouldn't care, but I do.

[pondhopper.livejournal.com]

The proverbial straw that breaks the camel's back doesn't weigh much but there you have it. Lots of small irritations build up.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

They do....