Messy, Messy!

Given everything that has gone on in the past few months I suppose it is not too unusual to have really messed up my sleep and medication schedules for awhile, neither of which has produced any positive results in my life. I am fighting to regain control of my sleep schedule (i.e. "was not up all night last night") and have managed to remember to take my medications for one whole day in a row, so far (yuck, yuck!). I am feeling better for having gotten more and better sleep last night and finally getting back on my meds - my thoughts do get REALLY wierd when the blood levels drop - so I think its not too early to start claiming a victory, barring any unforseen, yet to happen, horrid or horribly distracting event.

My sweetie-pie ordered some books for me one of which was the Oxford edition of the Qu'ran. I chose this one because I felt it was likely to be the more scholarly of the choices available to me at the time and I was disappointed to find that, despite my hopes, according to the introduction to the copy I purchased I now own the "rosy glow" copy instead of the scholarly tome I was looking for. Oh well! Hopefully they were able to maintain some of the poetry of language in this translation that is supposed to make certain passages in the Qu'ran so beautiful, as well as keeping the integrity of the original meanings of the texts, etc. In this same book order I also received some books by an author who is supposed to be an expert on the Qu'ran and Islam. I find him a bit sarcastic but he does seem to know what he is talking about, so I feel I have found the two extremes here for my intellectual consumption; rosy glow versus severely critical. It should be an interesting study.

It is a grey and rainy day here in New England and I confess the weather matches my mood quite well. I guess I am just really tired right now - tired of the insects; carpenter ants, moths, beetly things. Tired of the mice - cute and beautiful creatures that they actually are, they are also unsanitary and horribly destructive and belong OUTDOORS! Tired of the stopped up sinks and bathtub drains. Tired of the mold and mildew everywhere in the walls. Tired of trying to get ahead of the water damage to the house. Tired of being tired and in pain most of the time. I guess I'm just plain old tired!

Despite the above, there is still much to enjoy in life, and a lot to look forward to being able to accomplish. There are many warm, dear friends to spend time with, many relatives to visit with, the kitties to watch and love, and that is just the tip of the very long list. (Maybe that's what is making me feel so tired!)

Of the many projects that need to be taken care of here, I am hoping to manage getting an office space set up for myself upstairs. I will need help, and since I am not the only busy person I know, that may prove difficult, but hopefully possible. Once that is done I think I will begin to feel more of a sense of accomplishment than I have had to date, despite the huge amount of work that has already gone into getting this house whipped into some kind of acceptable shape for merely living in! (Sigh!)

I remember, well after I started this blog, seeing the movie "Julie and Julia" and thinking how nice it would be if people wanted to start sending ME money and gifts and stuff, too. Then I realized that what I needed most from people was their time and effort in helping to physically get our home cleaned up and rearranged - a VERY different situation than that in the movie! (Although money and gifts are still VERY NICE things to receive :-) and I would not be upset at some of those instead of offers of actual, physical assistance at the house - just to be clear.)

Anyway, enough of those meanderings. I need to sign off and get busy with errands and such. I hope all of those who may encounter my words here will be entertained and amused; assisted in some way to their advantage and, maybe, comforted.

Love,
Izzlebug