Mushroom of Leave

I'm feeling pretty cranky again today, though at least I've had a shower, which was not the case yesterday. We had a meeting outdoors on their deck with some of our friends from UU church. The good part: it was so nice to see them again. Also, the male part of the host couple has acquired a coffee hobby, and made us all some terrific coffee that made up for having to be there at 8:30. It was a lovely way to spend one of the last balmy mornings. The bad part: they have a little hallway en route to their bathroom that is very dark when you come in from outside, and has a killer step that I promptly fell over. I caught myself without harm--or so I thought. Later it turned out that my knee hurts and is very stiff. This is not convenient. Just hoping it will go away, la la la . . . . The other bad part was that I listened to some of my friends saying things that were just batshit crazy. It's so dismaying. I'm not talking about T***p support. It's quite the opposite. People are just losing their damn minds in so many different directions.

Anyway, we went home, and I had a sad attack of "the hell with it, nothing matters anyway." My knee hurt, and I was unable to rush around doing all the tasks that I had in mind to prepare for guests, and also to prepare for chilly wet weather. I fed the chipmunk even though I had to limp ouchily to fetch his treat. The Sparrowhawk cooked the whitefish I bought yesterday for dinner, with lemons, and it was good. I finally motivated myself to clean up the kitchen and wash the lettuce for tomorrow's salad. That was about it. I had a horrid moment when I felt as if I had just reached the end of my patience with the Current Situation. That would be bad, because there's no end in sight, so I can't afford to go belly-up now.