One of those moods

I have been in a terrible mood recently. I don't know if it's stress, not getting out enough, or the changes in the moon. Today it could be the gloomyness outside. Whatever it is, it needs to go away. Cause I need to get things done now, and the mood is not making productivity easy. Here's a short recap of things on my mind:

I cannot turn 39 pages into 10 pages without magic (work problem).

People who are 24 should not have a pain management doctor. I felt out of place in the waiting room.

What do you get a brother when he graduates college? Or 8th grade? Why am I worried about this already?

I think nothing could make me happier right now than being at Busch Stadium with my family (and John).

I think my strawberries will survive! They didn't look so good at first, but they are doing better.

I am so very happy with my manuscript now. (and so is Kendra!) If only design came as easy as editing.

You should probably not try talking into my left ear. It's kind of fuzzy. Thanks Bouncing Souls. Good show, but I do like to hear!

I need to explore rivers. But I don't know which ones to go to/which ones are nearby/which ones have convenient parks to explore in so I don't have to be wandering around the road like some crazy lady. Aside from Patapsco, which I have explored greatly already.

I have no idea how to design a book cover. I pulled a large pile of books off my shelf for inspiration and just got discouraged.

John is going to San Fransisco for a week in June. It's a work thing. (why don't I get to go to CA for work?!) I am freaking out about being alone for a week. Completely freaking out.

I don't think my grandparents are coming to my reading in May. I could be overreacting to this, as I have not been told they aren't coming. This just comes from adding things up. I am so hurt by this that I can't see how I could forgive them.

This thing with the grandparents has made me think that a lot of people don't really understand what this means to me. Nor do they know how to communicate. A simple email saying "congrats on the book, send me one, sorry I can't be in bmore" is really not that hard.

Mother's Day is the Sunday after my book reading. Which means mom will probably still be here! Will we perhaps be having a Melissa's Mom meet John's Mom (and dad) lunch? Stay tuned.