I am feeling irritable this morning, though I cannot figure out why. It wasn’t my denture breaking earlier this week; I can still wear it to fill in the teeth gaps, if not eat on it. It wasn’t having to frog my knitting last night; that felt delightful cathartic compared to trying to carefully pick out rows stitch by stitch. Maybe it was waking up feeling drained, though that’s so common that I cannot see why it would be an especial irritant this morning.
Maybe the weather is getting to me and I’m just not aware of it. The heatwave continues here in the UK, and while the rest of my family here are suffering obviously, I’ve been feeling comfortable enough. Hell, I’m even in a skirt today, one that shows my knees, and that *never* happens (mainly due to issues with immediate rashing growing up under the Texas sun; it’s much kinder to keep ’em covered).
Maybe I’ve just got myself worked up subconsciously about having two medical appointments next week. I’d already mentioned the psychiatry appointment, but there’s also appointment #1 of 3 of denture replacement (or #2 or 4, if you count the *gag* impression stage of things). I feel almost as if some part of me is trying to work the rest of me up in advance of the appointment. Dude, brain, body, let’s not go manufacturing problems, mmkay? Being able to say things are good is good. My team knows I’m high-functioning, so I don’t have to have histrionics to prove my woes to them — they take me at my word, because I do the best to give them the right data. Still, maybe I’ve missed something… I’ll have to take stock over the weekend.
And yes, at least it’s almost the weekend. That’s always a good thing! I’m enjoying doing the things I’m doing, so that’s also good. Maybe I’ll figure out what’s annoying me, or maybe it’ll fade on its own. I’m hoping muttering about it here will take the weight of it off my shoulders… it usually does.
Anyways, hope that everyone out there is doing well.