Tired, cranky, irritated in general, yesterday I would have driven. The day wasn't that rainy--hardly at all, really. I had no immediate deadlines that put me in a time crunch. The groceries I wanted and picked up all fit easily in my backpack, along with two client packages from my mailbox.
So what was the problem? What is the problem? Because I'm still cranky when I think about dealing with next week's Seattle errands without a car...though it's not only the logistics of next week's errands that're getting to me.
More that things I use my car for keep popping into my head: How will I get to my eye doctor I've seen since I was 11 yrs old? How will I get to Finnriver Farm to pick blueberries in August? Yeah, I can get a ride, but can I find someone who likes to go as early as I do? Grumble grumble crank.
Realistically, there are cars I can borrow for some trips, and walking, busing, and biking will handle the bulk of what I need quite well--and I'm worrying about things that haven't happened yet. I expect it'll just take some planning until I get into a carless rhythm. But rationality has nothing to do with this mood.
So long Pollyanna, hello Eeyore--I've always wanted to be an old, depressed, stuffed donkey--! I hope this passes soon.
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