Woah, not a good night.

[BlueIris]

I mean, I personally am fine, except for wanting to throttle shield myself from my roommates as much as possible, but I haven't felt such foreboding in a while--maybe not since October/November of '04. Know the expression, "bad moon rising"? That one was very appropriate tonight, at least in my neck of the woods. I went out for ice cream around ten p.m., and noticed that the moon looked simply dingy in its dirty little bowl of clouds, just sort of sitting there, ugly. There were police officers everywhere I went, not doing much, including one who should have pulled me over for idling at a green light. I got literally lost in a suburb I've never been to in my city before that looked like something out of a David Fincher film. Everyone I saw on the streets was sinister looking. Thankfully, the one guy I had to speak with, (in the convenience store where I bought the ice cream) was marginally friendly. But then I couldn't even bring myself to be nice back, mainly because I was so freaked out by everything I'd seen.

Not a good night, folks. Creepy and weird all around. Can't tell you what this means for the future of this year, but--blech.

[Rock_Garden]

1. I had a similar sense of foreboding, BlueIris, that started in the afternoon.

In fact, yet another DU member felt the same thing and made a post about it in General Discussion yesterday evening. I wondered if my feelings about the president have degenerated to this degree, but that didn't seem to cover it all. While I was listening to his address last night, I felt that all of us, Republicans included, were making a final break with Bush. It felt like an iron gate had closed, and it would never open again. But it also felt like this emotional disconnect was necessary, so that we can proceed. His energy felt so heavy that I could hardly bear to listen to him. But I know that we have the power to take our energies in an upward direction, away from Bush. But first, we had to collectively disconnect in that public setting. This foreboding settled in my solar plexus. Not pleasant at all.

[BlueIris]

2. Curious. I missed the GD post.

I didn't associate the yucky, "negativity everywhere" feeling with * or anything having much to do with him. It was more like something extremely icky had, well, crawled out from under some giant rock it had been quietly living under all this time and decided to spread its evil dustbunnies all over the place. It's still making my skin crawl. Although I've been keeping the number of smudgings I've been doing in my house down to the bare minimum for budgetary reasons, I smudged and cleansed the whole house tonight. And it's not really helping. I'm on my second white candle and...not getting anywhere. What's frustrating is that I felt so positive and energized for much of the rest of the month, aside from one or two unpleasant evenings, and now this. Which is why I don't think it's about me.

[MorningGlow]

3. Wow--same for me!

Had simply a ROTTEN day and evening all the way around! I figured it was just Tuesday--you know how while Mars' energy can be constructive on occasion, it often can be destructive, depending on other influences. Yesterday was DEstructive by all accounts.

DH was putting out fires at work all day. And he watched a coworker have a meltdown from overwork/stress. DH said it was an overreaction on the put-upon guy's part (the boss just said "how's it going"), but there it was.

At my workplace (just SIX WORKING DAYS till I'm outta here WAHOO), the resident chauvinist, who would have ended up as my boss if I hadn't quit, stopped into my office to offer congratulations, then stuck his foot in it by saying, "You really should stay home." EXCUSE ME???? "Weeelll, you need to raise your kids while they're young..." (This is the same guy who told Ocean Spirit, when she first got here, that he didn't believe women should be in the workplace. Nice guy, huh?)

Meanwhile, MG Jr. refused to nap in the afternoon for no reason whatsoever, fell asleep in the car on the way home, and experienced a snot-laden, tearful meltdown of his own when DH woke him up to get him out of the car. He was inconsolable--off schedule and out of sorts--which is NOT like him.

During dinner, DH had all kinds of pages and e-mails from work, and he spent hours fixing things and sorting out misunderstandings from poorly worded e-mails.

I'm tellin' ya, by the time the SOTU started, I didn't want any part of that slimy soul-sucker. I opted out.

Bad day all around, man. Yucko.

[BlueIris]

4. Yikers!

(And truly, you and oceanspirit had/have some vile co-workers.)

I couldn't watch SOTU, either. Because: didn't need that migraine, thank you.

Now I wonder what my day would have been like if I'd been out of bed earlier. Probably not too great. I still can't shake the feeling of that dirty moon.

[oceanspirit]

5. Me TOOOOOO

What was with yesterday??? I had a horrible night. It started on my way home from said 'hellhole' the snow was falling, the roads were slick, and there was every freakin idiot out on the roads. Joggers running across busy roads in the dark and stormy night. People pulling out in front of me making u-turns, (mind you on crappy roads) Husband calling me on my cell asking where the hell I was? I was 18 minutes later than usual getting home. It wasn't that he was worried. Apparently he had a 'date' lol with a friend of his after dinner, and he wanted to eat and get out of the house. So he took it out on me. ARRGGH. Had to make a couple of stops along the way. I carpool with a co-worker and we did nothing but laugh all the way home, until husband called and ruined it for me. I had such road rage with these idiots out there, that I screamed, threw my hands up, then told my co-worker, okay I'm better now. LOL
Got home, my son had made us a beautiful dinner. Had the table all set. It was wonderful to have someone else make the dinner for me. He had a rough day as well, and the way he relaxes is cooks. Fine with me. BUT during dinner, my husband's friend call, apparently asking him when he was coming over???? Now it's about 8pm and we're just finishing up dinner. Husband sets his plate on the counter, grabs his coat, and says make sure you let the puppy out every hour so he doesn't peepee on the floor. OH MY GOD! I wanted to throttle him.
The whole night was a mess, UNTIL, (now this may be just the mom in me but,) I went into my room. My son was in his room playing his guitar. OH MY GOD, what was coming out of his room made me cry. He was playing a bunch of old 'blues' tunes. This kid is phenomenal. I grabbed my micro cassette recorder and taped it from behind his door. Now, mind you the quality of the tape is crappy, but it was perfect timing. The music was just what I needed to hear. He's such a great guitar player. He goes to college for Criminal Justice, but dang, i wish he could do something with his music. Again, it's a way for this quiet, mild manner kid to relax. WOW, he just blew my socks off. So, I guess, everything happens for a reason, right? He needed to play his guitar to relax, and I needed to just lay in bed with low lighting and listen to the beautiful sound coming from his room.
Yes it was quiet a creepy and weird evening all around. I refused to watch Bush. I didn't need any more negativity coming into my head, than was already there, and I was trying to get rid of from the rotten day.
Hope today is better for all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Dora]

6. Interesting. We had a bad night last night.

All night, bickering between me and my husband, my son was fussy and restless. I felt like I had a hangover when I woke up this morning.

[MorningGlow]

7. Hangover--yep!

After Jr. recovered from his tantrum he was all wobbly with fatigue the rest of the night (or, as he says, "woobly")--passed out at his usual time, woke up at his usual time (3 a.m.), crawled into my bed, and was dead to the world. I just couldn't wake him up at 7 a.m. "NoooOOOOoooo!" I must admit, I felt the same way, and I still feel drained. Like I have a hangover!

[Flying Dream Blues]

8. My report: My daughter was completely out of sorts yesterday afternoon,

overstressed from work and also bride/wedding crapola (she wants to elope now, ha). I didn't have clients yesterday so I just was lazy at the house, with the chilly and dreary weather, and couldn't get moving, couldn't even summon the energy to reply on DU much. I felt very depressed, which is pretty typical these days, not sure why.

It was the day before yesterday that I was completely irrationally out of sorts. Today I have a pretty full schedule and feel a lot better, thank goodness.

I had the chimperor on the TV but wasn't listening much...still that is much more than I can usually tolerate. I did see Darth popping his pills (unless it was a Tic Tac in Nancy's honor). I think the reason I could stand having the SOTU on was the knowledge that a full 87% seem to have come to their senses.

As for a bad moon rising, a feeling of foreboding, I too believe that we are in for another set of bad times before this year is over. I think everyone needs to do what they can to be physically, emotionally and spiritually prepared as best they can. Try to savor the good things as they are, and be in the moment. Beyond that, all we can do is try to manifest positive change for ourselves and the world.

Peace and love to everyone!

[Why Syzygy]

9. I got home from

an intense hospital stay, and my roommate washed and dryed MY dinner dishes, so I would have to call it a great day. True, at the hospital one of the female patients was a banshee all day, trying to start something up with me, and the doctor I had to deal with was totally irrational. But, that's them. In my time frame, less than a nano-second. The memory of clean dishes will last forever!

No to SOTU. I never watch his clown shows.
edit: Do have the hung over feeling. We haven't seen the sun other than for a couple of days for about two weeks. Winter duldrums do apply.

[KitchenWitch]

10. Can't say that I felt any negativity yesterday

but it sure did come out in mine and my daughter's dreams last night.

I had such dreams last night that when it was time to wake up this morning, I was not at all rested.

[BlueIris]

11. BlueIris's psychic hangover cure suggestion:

Water + B vitamins + orgasm. Or the closes thing you can manage to that. Worked for me.