I've been feeling glum all day. I'm sure it didn't help that I started it by reading about the disastrous effects of "Frankenstorm". Hopefully all my east coast friends here have made it through OK. It seems to have been hit and miss in so many areas. The thought of our country being overwhelmed by another major disaster is very disheartening.

I guess that set the tone for me to dwell on my own state of feeling overwhelmed. On any given day there are always multiple projects hanging over my head. Some, kind of major. I seem to have hit a brick wall with regards to moving an inch on any of them. Usually when that happens it's because I've added one too many things to my list. I have days where I just shut down.

It's been pouring rain outside. The day remained dark and gloomy, as if the sun never came up. It's fitting for Halloween, but not so good for my mood. It's evening now and even the trick-or-treaters are taking shelter. I don't know about you, but I should not be left alone with a big bowl full of candy! I am reminded anew that sugar is like poison for me.

For some reason I decided to go and read some of my old posts from Blogster. Blagh! Some were fun to re-read. Most were not. All those troubles of the past. It's kind of fitting that my Blogster account became unavailable to me at the very time I was trying to start a new life here. Sadly, I brought a lot of my old baggage with me, and inherited plenty more.

Six years of posts, most dealing with difficult children, messy houses, and home re-hab projects. The story never changes. I'm still enabling, still feeling like the solution to everyone's problems, still trying to clean up everybody's messes... only to have do it again tomorrow, ever after that elusive finish line. After all these years you'd think I'd be done! Is this what every body's life is about?

Oh bother! Until further notice, it's still what MY life is about. I've been feeling guilty cuz I haven't gone over and shampooed MIL's bedroom rug. Also, I've been feeling sheepish for not pulling the filthy rug up from my own living room.

The new flooring has been here for a week, just waiting to be installed. Besides the rug I have two sofas that needs to be moved or picked up, and I'm not sure my daughter and I are strong enough to do it safely. It seems to be a sticking point. I could call people from church to help, but for some reason I just hate doing that. Another sticking point.

So, realizing that I needed to get myself unstuck, I went on Craigslist and found some workers who could come and do those things for me for a reasonable price. They'll be here Saturday. Just knowing that part of the load will be lifted helps take the edge off. Perhaps tomorrow will be a better day.