Only Tuesday

It's been a bit of a Day. I'm not even entirely sure why, as things are going pretty well all-round. But I found myself wanting to cry a few times, and actually crying (quietly, so no-one would notice) at least once. I did hit an "up" a few times, but generally it's been a low-key, lay-low, low-down day.

However, on the good stuff front:

* My car lights are fixed! There was a switch not working too well, and it couldn't be replaced. I now have a pull-button lights-on switch! Mod-Ford... :-) It works, it was cheap, and I have added one very good autoelectrician to my contacts list.

* I have found someone to sort out Olivia's basic service and compression test, a kick-start in the right direction. At least I think I have. I'm still trying to negotiate when his hands are not greasy. I'll be happier when she's back on the road full-time, even if it takes some doing.

* I had the surprising experience of being greeted out loud with a friendly "HI!" by a cute stranger in the middle of a parking lot! Now that doesn't happen every day.. :-) OK, so us humans do perhaps pass along a smile or a nod or some eye-contact now and then, but an out-loud Hello with warmth and friendliness like you've run into your best friend just doesn't happen. So I was suprised. Pleasantly.

* I've achieved one of the goals I've been putting off for a while - adding something to my house that I've been meaning to, and which will make me feel happier coming home to. Actually, I've been fiddling with my bedroom a lot this week. Tonight I chucked out some sentimental stuff from my teen years, things I've hung on to for who knows what reason, but one last look and they're outta here. A giggle at the "man ratings" we assigned to guys we knew in high school (perhaps I should pass that on - saw one of them last night, and he featured pretty high up on the list!). A shudder at some of the horribly-80's clothing I thought was nice and had clipped out of magazines. Along with a Don Johnson in a suit/t-shirt - with rolled up sleeves. How the hell did we ever like that stuff???!!! Last night I chucked the small TV out of my room and stuck it downstairs for the cricket addicts (the only set picking up the channel it's on at the moment). Now my room is all mine - no-one has any excuse to come in and use it for anything unless they're invited to. For the first time in a very very long time, my room is my refuge.

* I've arranged for a good friend to bring his truck along on Friday and load up stuff for the auctions. I'm getting rid of all the things I don't need, don't want, and don't feel like having in my house any longer. Clearing space for good to flow in. Mentally and physically. Creating room for the future I want.

* I made a few other positive steps and decisions today, beneath the surface, not readily noticeable, and not really bloggable. Got excited at some possibilities, dreamt some dreams.

But I also spent too much time discouraged, fearful, worried and stressed. I just wish the good had completely overridden and swept out the bad.

I think I need an early night...