Exceedingly cranky today. And no hormonal excuses. Perhaps it's the back - I had acupuncture yesterday afternoon and, as usual, it stirred up the energy from the injury so I'm uncomfortable, though not as much as it has been. Because of the treatment I didn't go to my "life is good" yoga class last night. Next week. Sigh. This mood will pass.
Tomorrow I'm driving up to the seacoast to meet with a couple of realtors at my parents' condo. I'll also see if anything needs to be done around the place. My dad asked me to go up every couple of weeks to check on it until it's sold, which might not be until spring since it's at the beach. I still haven't spoken with my brother since the move, but he is blind-copying me on various emails. He hired a woman to take my mom out periodically to help keep her socialized and to relieve my dad - and my brother. Hopefully that will help. P asked me this weekend if I missed them and I had to say I really don't yet. It's only been, what six weeks? Two months? I feel guilty when I have to respond to that question, but I don't feel all that distant yet, and still feel responsible, and it brings up old childhood crap, and somehow missing would mean wanting to take that on again. With time I'm sure I'll be able to separate the two.
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[Photo: The Goddess Vasurimala, who, according to the PEM plaque, protects against illness. The only thing I could find online said she causes smallpox. I think I'll go with the PEM's version.]
Wow, that pic turned out awesome!
Posted by: Lorianne | Wednesday, October 05, 2005 at 10:35 PM