Rebel Blue

I rebelled yesterday, very quietly.  So quietly in fact that I doubt anyone else noticed, aside from the fact that my rebellion resulted in a fair few exasperated looks and huffing sighs.

I think the "why" behind my rebellion is more important than the "how", it's also longer, lol.   It was a stonkingly beautiful day yesterday.  It was also Day 1 of the Festival of Hockey on the pitches across the path from us.  So, not surprisingly, there was a fair bit of noise.  Congestion resulting from people desperate to park as close to the pitches as possible, regardless of how unsafe it made it for others.  I dreaded driving past those tightly packed cars, a child really could dash out from between those cars, uncaring of the potential dangers: same with dogs suddenly freed from their cars.  Even at 5 or 10 mph a car could seriously damage a child or a dog.  Not many of the adults seemed to understand this and that is positively frightening.

There's an encampment of travellers just beyond our road end.  And they are letting their children run wild, pulling bark off trees, branches off trees, making holes in hedges, rubbish strewn everywhere - no respect.  Usually there isn't an issue with travellers, but I'm not convinced these are our usual ones.

Then, of course, with good weather comes everyone else who has to enjoy the warmth and the sunshine with over loud, drunken laughter and pounding music.  And yet most of our neighbours are actually quite quiet and make only everyday noise levels - odd how one or two households can be the absolute bain.

Yes, I know, I should move house.  Trust me, as soon as I can, I shall be - somewhere quieter.

Mum didn't drink enough yesterday, so she was feeling sick.  She wanted pandering to and, quite frankly, I had nothing to pander to her with.

And then there was the pressure - washing into machine, out of machine, onto line, off line, put away, next load; food.

So I refused to deal with the washing.  I refused to cook, opting instead to use some spare housekeeping and go to the local Chinese - which suited dad (who wanted fish and chips), which suited my niece and me but not my sister.  Ohhhhh the look I got when she realised she'd have to cook for herself.  Did I opt for Chinese just because it would irritate my sister?  Nah, I'm not that petty.  I opted for Chinese because I was thinking just about myself - I wanted a chicken salad and they do a lovely chicken salad.  Just so happens that being selfish tweaked the Soup Dragon's beak and I don't regret it for one minute.

So, this morning, brain said sleep, body said get up.  For over an hour I had that contest rattling around in my head, eventually, just before 6 a.m. body won.  But now I have the impatient dad, the piles of laundry (done & needing done) and a frustration level which is almost as high as the pain levels.  Teeth are aching today, yeah, teeth - all my upper jaw teeth are aching.  It's not like tooth ache cos there's no pressure or pain when I bite just a deep ache which makes me feel like all my teeth will fall out any time, but they don't.  I know, because this isn't the first time I've had this.  It's the death of the nerves, eventually the pain'll stop and all I have to do is wait it out.

Rebel Blue strikes today.
Rebel Blue would like to run away.

But I have to swallow it, put it down, shove it in a box because now I have to deal with the laundry, deal with the breakfasts, deal with the pills, deal with the dishes.  It's not healthy, but it's the only way I can deal with it right now.