Society for the Preservation of My Sanity

Yes, folks. It's true. I've remained unable to stop the wicked thing from coming.

And really, I knew it wasn't to be stopped by anything other than dire circumstance. *sigh*

Rest assured that this thing cannot hurt you. Unless you let it, I've been told. And my wicked thing is mostly unrelated to your wicked thing, if indeed you see your thing as wicked.

Some live for the day of wicked things, whether it be their own or that of others. Some live in dread of the wicked thing, even more so than myself. Some will even forget the wicked things, but usually not their own unless they are truly and completely absent minded.

And wicked things can take all different forms from truly horrid to very pleasant. Yes, that's a strange thing to say about a wicked thing, but as I've tried to explain, not everyone views their thing as wicked. That's just become my little pet name for it. Young persons typically anticipate with great excitement the arrival of their wicked things with not much change of opinion about it until they reach adulthood. Then things can change drastically, though not always. Mostly, though, people will start feeling as if the wicked things are coming at much shorter intervals and usually with less and less fanfare as they mature.

I've been encouraged to relish my wicked thing. To be brave and not let it get the best of me. Mostly though my wicked thing is being ignored except by a few. Some people can remember their own wicked thing, but will forget when yours is imminent.

Then there are folks who for some unknown reason will deliberately try to make your wicked thing lots less wicked. Others, however, will use the thing to rub salt in your wounds, so to speak.

Some people go so far as to pretend they don't even have a wicked thing. Some will lie about how many encounters with the wicked thing they have had and others will try to experience the wicked thing more than is acceptable. This is usually for personal profit.

So...my wicked thing is swiftly approaching and there's just no stopping it. I can ignore it, but others will probably not allow that. Or I can go into hysterics over the imminent wicked thing's occurance. Then again....I could just try to make the best of the wicked thing...maybe even enjoy it. Who knows? Anything's possible I guess.

But for today, I can stop worrying about it. As quickly as it approaches, it will not arrive today...and of that I am certain. So today I will focus on the necessary chores...laundry, post-weekend house recovery, getting some pictures off the digital so I can start putting together some Christmas gifts and this evening, I am planning to take Case to the Y M C A' s Fall Festival.

Although I don't think it's related to concern over the wicked thing's arrival, my neck and shoulders are tightening up again. Yesterday was pretty bad and the headache is back too. I may have to go back to the doc to see what else can be done about the muscle spasms. I haven't felt nearly as stressed as when this happened before, so i don't quite know how to handle something I can't figure the cause of. *sigh* One thing the doc said when I was there last was that it could be fibromyalgia, which would cause the spasms.

As much as I don't need another syndrome or disease to add to my list, it would be nice to at least figure out what I'm dealing with. It's unreal the way this type of continuous moderate pain can compound over several days. Gah.

Wishing you all a Marvelous Monday!