Piss and Vinegar

Ugh. I have NOT been a happy girl lately.

I've been full of piss and vinegar this week. Just angry. About everything and nothing and all that lies between. The week got off to a bad start and has just been rolling along that way ever since.

Monday, I don't even want to talk about.

Tuesday --- The AC at the shop was broken... it was like 90 outside with 110% humidity -- just a nasty day. I have this vintage oak case in the back of the gallery that's filled with book arts... I had made a great display in there with logs from my yard and moss -- which has been awesome... til last week. Last week -- I found this odd bug in the case -- I got rid of it, only to come in the next day to find another one just like it in there. The next day -- there were a few more -- and by Tuesday -- the case was FILLED with them.

After spending a horrible afternoon looking at bugs on the web (there are things out there that I wish I was still unaware of!) I learned that they were horntail wood wasps -- their eggs had been laid in the bark on my logs... it got warm and *viola* I had a colony of them living in my case. Sweet!

So Tuesday --- I had to deal with them. I'll spare you the gory details... it was NOT cute.

Then someone came into the store to tell me that I couldn't be in a bad mood because I'm NEVER in a bad mood... like, how dare I be having a bad day. He was followed by this women sent straight by satan to try my patience. She walks in and starts ranting about the "pornography" I currently have on display in the gallery. Demanding that I acknowledge that Propane Jane was a "dirty picture." She then moves over to the store, starts picking things up and asking me how much they cost -- when I tell her -- she starts complaining about how expensive everything is -- tells me that my store is obviously meant for rich people. She leaves -- only to return a few minutes later, with her husband, to show HIM the porn.

*sigh*

After they left ---- I locked the door and hid behind my desk trying to sort out whether I could emotionally cope with being open. I got through the day.... barely... but I did it.

The week's just felt like crap and nothing's made it feel better... and I've tried everything! Chocolate croissants from the Bread Oven, a silly new gingham dress, chats with friends, listening to all the Wes Anderson soundtracks on repeat, filling the shop with peonies from the yard, gelato from the e-Creamery, several amazing thunderstorms, drinking wine in the middle of the day (ok, maybe that helped a wee bit...) -- I just feel blue and grumpy.

Last night -- someone asked if I'd read my horoscope lately, I hadn't -- so I checked it this morning to discover that Mercury's in retrograde (again) -- which came as no great surprise. I'm pretty sure the last time I felt like this -- that was happening. The good news is -- it will pass... the bad news is -- it's supposed to be like this for another couple of weeks -- culminating with the next full moon on the 18th -- which is supposed to kick my ass, but good.

Oh joy!

I've decided to give myself a little vacay this weekend ... I'm packin' a bag and going south to KC for a visit with Maria and the family -- the goodness waiting there is stronger than wood wasps, wonky relationships, water damaged driveways and a week's worth of weepy, anger-filled nights. I haven't really left Omaha for more than a day since the shop opened..... I do believe I'm overdue for a break.

I think spending a few days having adventures with a 1 1/2 year old bundle of sweetness will do my heart a bit of good. I'm also going to try to visit the monks staying downtown and creating a Sand Mandala at the Om Center for a bit before I leave. It's just not like me to feel like this for such a long run of days... it'll pass, I know that -- but hopefully a change of venue will speed that up a bit.

*fingers crossed*