storytimewithjoe | I sing the praises of valerian root…

I sing the praises of valerian root…

What a horrendous evening I had last night. After a stressful day at the office, I arrived home for what should have been a relaxing and productive evening. But no - my mood got in the way. After making dinner, I had several projects I could have worked on – scrolls, metalwork, sewing, etc. But even the thought of doing any of them was too much to handle. My wunnerful hubby even suggested that we head out for a drink in Long Beach. That was too much for me to handle. Driving to the bookstore at the Block? Unthinkable. We did finally make it to a closer bookstore. I found myself wandering around aimlessly, unable to concentrate, and feeling the urge to cry for no apparent reason. A few times, the room even started to spin a little bit, and I found myself very dizzy. WTF?

Recognizing the fact that, for whatever reason, my internal chemistry is playing nasty games with me, when we got home, I dosed myself with some valerian root – saved for just such extreme weird emergencies. It did help me to focus and regain some “normality”. This morning, I dosed myself again just in case. I enjoyed the walk to work in the cool misty morning, so perhaps this means I am returning somewhat to normal. We’ll see.

I don’t mind getting older. But I really resent having what HAS BEEN a very normal and consistent internal chemistry decide to go through some wonky resets. I didn’t sign up for that.