Excuse my ramblings

It’s been so weird since I’ve been home. I’ve been all stressed and anxious, not to mention having a cold and worrying about my broken windows. I’m trying not to let things bother me but I can’t. I have a cold, which makes me miserable. I can feel that I am getting better today, but I still have this cough. I have 2 broken windows, one in the front/guest room, and one in my bedroom. The windows are neatly covered in plastic, but that can’t hold for too long. Plus, who is gonna want to buy the house with broken windows. I talked to a window place today and they are backlogged by 3 months, but at least they called me back. Normally I can’t get ANYONE on the phone. I’m all stressed about selling the house. I’ll feel so much better when I have a contract on the house! I’m still all stressed by Wilma. Schools are still out and quite a few people still don’t have power and/or cable and/or phone. On the news, half of the air time is still devoted to Wilma, if not more. And they are “watching” this system of storms out in the Atlantic. It’s nothing now but… That’s how it always goes. I just feel sad every time I look around. There are very few branches on the trees and even fewer leaves. The palm trees look like sticks without the fronds on top. Signs are down and there are blue tarps everywhere. It just depresses me. Work is pretty much back to normal, busy. And I miss my dog. He is staying up in VA till I get there. It will make the house easier to show.

I guess another reason I’m in this little funk is my birthday. It is 9 days away. I’m really not feeling that celebratory this year, which is weird with my theory of week long B-day celebration. (Everyone should celebrate their birthday for at least a week!) I kind of just want it to pass unnoticed, but then again, I know myself and I’ll be pissed if people have forgotten about it. Not that I really need to celebrate or want presents or anything. It’s just that I ALWAYS remember people’s birthdays and I try to do things for them. I don’t do it to get anything in return, but it still bothers me when no one even acknowledges mine. Is it weird to want acknowledgement but nothing else? I guess I just feel old because most of my friends are married and have kids or are in the process of getting married or having kids. I don’t feel like I should be celebrating, I feel like I should be in bed.