Grumpy...Very Grumpy!

I, the Grumpy Sheep, do acknowlege the following:

I made the choice to live at the beach.

I made this choice knowing full well that others in the world might want to use this beach.

Sometimes people walk.

Walking people will take up space and I need to allow for that when driving. Its a "physics" thing.


While I may be willing to accept this information, it did little to calm my rising temper as I attempted to make a quick grocery store run this morning. Don't get me wrong; I'm tickled pink, pleased as punch, happy as a clam and giddy as a school girl to know that others find my little corner of the country a nice place to visit. I embrace the tourist industry. You improve my tax base. Come on over, spend your dollars and marvel at the splendor that is the Maine coast.

Today, however, might have been a good day to give me a little space.

The pedestrians were just not giving an inch. I'm bigger, I'm comprised of more mass what with being in a large metal vehicle and all. Work with me, here. I'm not suggesting that you don't belong...just that you acknowlege my presence. Strolling nonchalantly across a busy thoroughfare as if it were a deserted field is not demonstrating said acknowlegement. I don't ask for much. Pick up the pace. I'll even accept the "bounce walk." You know what I mean: the thing where you run in slow motion but are not actually moving any faster than you were when you were strolling. If nothing else, by the sheer distance you move vertically vs. horizontally, you are showing me that you are making an effort. It's all I ask.

My mood is, I'm sure, due to the heat, the fact that I was up at the crack of dawn disposing of a defunct hornets nest, the heat, sealing my screens and...have I mentioned the heat? It's hot. Really hot. I'm just not designed for this.

I did manage some progress on a couple of projects today. I put together a few more blocks for The Quilt Of Anxiety and stitched several together just for snorts and giggles. This'll never end up in the Smithsonian or anything, but it's not looking too bad, if I do say so myself. Of course, the humidity has fogged my glasses somewhat so who knows what havoc I have actually wrought.

I then put in some wheel time and spun up over half of the Finn. I'm loving it so much that I had to take a little break from my bug killing duties to order some more. When one has spent the last month or so in full-out war one feels justified in indulging one's self. I'm also eating alot of chocolate at this point...

Photos were planned for this post but it seems that the internet is broken today. We'll try again tomorrow. The cats have been striking some truly awesome poses of late; stances which are probably inspired by their attempts at removing their flea treatment but are blog worthy all the same.

Must dash. I'm personally visiting the homes of all our town council members with my suggestion for warp speed conveyor belts at all cross walks. Wish me luck!

SA