I know it's absurd, but I let some insignificant stuff creep into my psyche today. Toxic thoughts, really, are all they were. I spent most of the day being sideswiped by interruptions and incidents, just 'life' happening, yet I was feeling annoyed. Annoyed by the desire, the want, to focus on something else as distractions kept crossing my paths. Distractions I recognized as unintentional, and that's where the absurdity comes into play. I know better. I preach better. Yet I still respond to what I see habitually as problematic with irritation. I punted the AM coffee walk plans in order to research and resolve the missing new toilets, to revisit, refine and eventually get some online assistance helping to reduce the insurance payment, moving funds to stay on top of high yield savings interest changes, chasing down county related updates and being irritated by the lack of clear resolutions being aggressively ensured, and only briefly throwing the ball with Lucky. I also took a "mature driver" test to reduce rates. I was once more reminded that I'm a senior citizen with reduced peripheral vision, weakened response capabilities, and a half dozen other maladies that justify being at risk of losing my driver's license. Sure, that will likely never happen, but I am entering the demographic where it does. Next, I'll attend more funerals, take up shuffle-board and seek out cardigans at Savers, but only on Tuesdays. I was in such a foul mood I was close to bailing, and Brian chimed in on heading over. I rolled with things, knowing he needed the time away. Then HE bailed. That sucked, mostly because I don't think whatever pulled him offline wasn't as fun. Urban Plates did well, again, as a destination, and the time together was welcome and rewarding. I'm looking forward to a focused, productive day tomorrow and to perhaps doing better managing the horror of being needed. >shudder<