Not a lot of stress, but I wish there was less...

I'm not having a bad week, but I don't want this collection of BS right now. 

The house needs repairs (ok, it's over 100 years old, it's always going to need repairs of one type or another). I don't want to deal with the stupid builders and the exhorbitant (sp?) charges.

I gathered up all the broken small-ish assorted electrical/battery-powered goods last month and now have 3 large-ish bags of them. I can't carry them. The local tip where I can take them is just too far away so I need to get a taxi to take me. (Make the phone call, Margaret, sheesh.). *grr*.

My primary tablet just lost its charger plug (I thought it was the USB port, I was wrong.). I traveled downtown yesterday and am presently waiting for the new charger plug (could be up to 2 weeks for it to arrive) it's free, due to the warranty, but I want it *now*. I tried to buy a replacement on Amazon, but since the Samsung repair centre took the old one, I have no idea what the specs are (well done me for not writing them down when I got the tablet). I have to wait for the new one, and buy a replacement off the info (I'll first go to the local Samsung shop and see if I can order one there and hope it's not a crazy price.). *aarrgghh*. 

My Dad needs his hair cut - I just don't have the skills to do that. There's a barber (he likes this barber) within walking distance, but for whatever reason he's "not feeling well" when I get him to agree to go "the next day". It's been months now. I'm tempted to shave his head while he sleeps...... *sigh*

I need dental work (a crown and a filling). I'm balking at making the appointment. The tooth where the filling is is aching and the work would *really* be better done *now*, but for whatever reason, I can't make myself either go to the office or phone them. *WHY?!?!?!?

The combined stress is making me eat. I'm now fat (fat. not personally fat but fat). I know what to do. I know *how* to deal it, and I find myself munching on snacks *and* eating meals. *mentally smacks self upside the head*.

The tablet incident yesterday was *apparently* the final straw and has brought on a 3 day tension headache (I get them once every year - I have to wait 3 days with the headache before an analgesic - any analgesic - will work). I'm *so* happy....I could just shit. 

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I'm going to go and attempt to meditate. I've tried stretching the muscles of my shoulders and upper back, and that's not done a damn thing. Meditation might not help either, but it will pass some time. . . .

Later. (oh, I think this laptop is dying as well....great, just effing great.)

I've not been up to posting.

In fact, I've not been up to much, really.

I finally admit I've been depressed.

I just originally thought I'm a bit overwhelmed and feeling blah. But the fact it went on for months instead of days or a few weeks (which I've done), meant that I had to admit I'm not myself.

My yearly new years post went down the toilet, as did most things. I didn't think there was anything to plan for or anything to be thankful for or celebrate. I know that's not true, but it was then. Seeing as it's March, I think it's a bit late now, really.

The only thing I've done since the last post is read, eat and watch TV (and occasionally make a trip downtown when I had to.). I'm dieting - basically cutting back on the snacks and making meals smaller by half - eating for 2 because "why not" is stopping now - and doing exercises. I am visibly fat to me, and I disgust myself (It's a good sign that I care about how I look - but I will *not* step on the scale. That's stupid. I know I need to get toned up. I'm not making myself paranoid about dropping pounds.) - I need to lose at least 20 lbs (a stone and 1/2).minimum visibly, and I'll be happy. I don't know when I'll get back to exercise classes, but I'll be looking into local ones.

After finally realizing I'm getting better and now, I'm being lazy because there's just *so* much to catch up on (laundry, cleaning, craftwork, house repairs, yardwork - to name a few things) I MUST get off my fat arse and get stuff done.

So I'm off. I'm preparing to do some laundry - there's a sizable mountain of it and since I don't have a washer and dryer, off to the laundrette I must go - multiple times over the next couple weeks There's no unearthly way I can do all the laundry in one trip, never mind 2 or 3. (I normally go every other week)

I'm reading. I set a goal on the Goodreads website, like I do every year. I don't remember what number I set, but I'm up to date so far.

Crafting? Well, we'll see. I have knitting in my bag so if I feel like getting a few rows done while the laundry's doing it's thing, it'd be nice. No pressure.

Will I be making an appointment to see the doctor? No I don't think so. I have a few things to catch up on, and worrying about getting to my GP isn't on that particular list right now. But I'll see what happens in the next couple of weeks and if I slip back, then I'll get on the phone and make an appointment.

Anyway. I'm done with this update/post.

Later.