Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Woman on the Verge

I had a long, thoughtful post for tonight all mapped out in my head, but it's going to have to wait. I had planned to attend my first yoga class this evening, as another step toward reclaiming my aching body from the abuse I've heaped on it over the last year. I got changed and drove over to the studio only to find that the Tuesday evening class no longer exists (despite being listed on the schedule that I picked up LESS THAN A WEEK AGO).

Being the picture of mental health that I currently am, this has precipitated a class-three nervous breakdown and inability to cope with anything other than an iced glass of Drambuie and a hot bath.

Serenity now! See you tomorrow.


Phoebe J. Southwood said...

Dear NaBloMoPo participant,

I'm sorry to do this, and of course you don't have to follow up, but I was tagged today for a meme that is going around NaBloPoMo - one where you write 7 weird things about yourself and tag 7 others.

I have selected your blog at random (but mostly because I loved the name) to be on my list.

If you are into it, you can come over to to see the rules as they were forwarded to me.

Your baking is GORGEOUS!!!

Happy NaBloPoMo!

we_be_toys said...

Yikes! Don'tcha hate days like that? Stuff like that makes me melt down too. So glad you were able to administer the proper sedative!

Anonymous said...

The yoga thing is maddening and there's really no excuse for it.
Perhaps if you give them another chance you'll find that this was a single lame incident. Call first.
Serenity now, indeed!