A Lesson - in Frustration.

That's pretty much what life is for me down here.
Everything I try to do is met with some sort of resistance.
Sometimes I get to the point that I stop trying, because it lessens the stress of having to deal with it.

I have been completely alone this past week.  Hubby had to go help with a couple of new stores in Arizona, so I've been on my own.  It hasn't been all that bad - not much different during the day, but I am just paranoid enough at night, that I haven't gotten much sleep.

Some brilliant person had to tell me about some break-ins a in our neighborhood a few months ago, where the perpetrators came in through the bedroom window.
Our bedroom window has always bothered me anyway, just because it is so big, ground level, and one of the screens is bent leaving a gap about an inch wide down the side.  (As if someone tried prying it off at some earlier date.)

So, anyway, needless to say I haven't slept much.  In fact, several nights I opted to sleep in the tiny little craft room where the window is much smaller and faces the street in full view of the security vehicle that patrols the street at night.  That room is much smaller, and a bit stuffy, but it feels cozier and a little more secure. I locked myself in and slept like a baby... except the bed is crap.

Anyway, I digress - what I have been doing this week to keep myself occupied is to list a bunch of my excess books on amazon.com.  I thought it would serve the dual purpose of cleaning my shelves a bit, and putting a few coins in my bank account as well.
Within just a few hours of listing them, I sold one!  It was the most expensive on I had listed too :-)
So, I ran around gathering supplies to ship it and sent it off...  Then began to tally up my "earnings."
By the time I got the envelope and the cost of shipping the thing, I made a grand total of... (drum roll please)  thirty five cents.

Wow.

This is hardly going to be worth it.

So, I moved on to etsy, and listed a few things there.  It took forever to take all the photos, get them uploaded, make my way through all the descriptions, pricing etc. - then finally I went to hit the final button to open my store, and I read "there is an initial listing fee of $25."
Sadly, I left that button un-pushed.  That would take every last penny I have in my bank account at this time, and not having a job, that is pretty much how it will stay indefinitely.  I just couldn't send it away, not knowing if it would return anytime soon.

So much for my business exploits.

Then, I went to the craft store and picked up some spray varnish so I could finish the Christmas sign that I painted.  As I went to take it outside to spray, I glanced at the pattern and realized that I hadn't added the "snow" to the background.  So, I sat down and commenced dotting the thing with all those little white dots...

I hate it.

I feel like I ruined it.

I could paint over it with the dark blue again and cover it up, but the dots are kind of dimensional, so that would leave it looking all lumpy and weird looking, which would be...

Creepy. 

*Sigh.*

I had a friend take me to the library - I couldn't get a library card because my driver's license is expired - I can't renew my driver's license because I have to have a doctor's ok - and my doctor is in Utah.  So the friend tried to get me access to my library on my Nook, which she couldn't do because I have to have some kind of access code, which neither of us had any idea how to obtain...

Everything I try to do down here has a similar story.  There are so many more I could tell you - but that would just be -

Depressing.

Is it any wonder that most days I opt to just sit in the chair and play solitaire on the computer?

'Nuff said.
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