Tired keeps on visiting me and I find it annoying.

My bedroom and office had new carpet installed today - same glorious pattern. As my eldest, Chase, commented, "You might say there's a buzz about it on social media." Such a clever boy.

I hate like heck that I'm so limited these days. But maybe I'm too hard on myself - especially when I review the pace I've been keeping. I just run out of steam. So my housekeeper is coming the next two days to help me put my home back together.

Friday is reserved for cooking. I'm having a dinner party Saturday evening with 10 place settings at the table. It's a partial potluck - and Neighbor Olivia and Jen are tri-hosting the event with me. It's a thingy called Dinner for 8 with people from my church, and it's great fun. Somehow or another I end up with 10 or 12 at my table, but I say, "What the hey! More people, more fun."

So, after an unexpected 2 hour nap this afternoon (collapsing and passing out), I drove off the mountain to Jasper to shop at Wal*Mart. Gah. I was looking to buy a new office chair and one of those horrid plastic things one puts under the chair. I decided to grocery shop, too, for my Saturday evening dinner party. I loathe (maybe too harsh) Wal*Mart as much as anyone else, but sometimes I have no choice.

That's when the meltdown started to warm up.

Question: Who the hell sacks cantaloupe with asparagus?
Answer: The bakery clerk who was yanked from her counter to a register.

Ordinarily my mood is light as helium when it comes to newbies and I tried my level best until I realized a large portion of my groceries were being ruined.

I lifted the asparagus out of its sack and pointed to the broken tips and announced, "This is why one should never sack cantaloupe with asparagus." I wasn't as snotty as that might sound. The mood was more muted with defeat.

Another clerk helped me to the car. And this is what I said, "If the clerk who rang up my groceries is angry with me, tell her to get over it. If the clerk is sad because she let me down, tell her to get over it. We all have crappy moments. This was mine."

I drove back up the mountain and felt inexplicably refreshed. Unloading the damn groceries negated the refreshment.

I lugged into the garage the box with my new office chair and decided right then and there to assemble it. It was a good plan... a Zen moment of assembling a puzzle with satisfying results.

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I was without Internet for most of today. Not happy. I have a marvelous part-time job I do from the comfort of my home, and had planned to do a lot today. Instead, I was able to do some offline bookkeeping for my boss. I'll get up early tomorrow morning to do what I couldn't do today and then work with my housekeeper reassembling my home.

Do any of you watch Nurse Jackie. OMG. I just discovered her and l-o-v-e that show!

I'm sitting at my desk in my new chair that's sitting on the new horrid plastic thingy that's sitting on the new glorious carpet and I'm wearing my new snazzy glasses. Life is good. Um, or maybe it's the moonshine I cracked into this evening. My housekeeper gave me a jar of moonshine for Christmas - I think it's a mountain thing. Anyway, it's delish mixed with Ginger Ale.

Time for a late dinner and another episode of Nurse Jackie.