Which way is up?

At this minute the sun is blazing through my window so that I have had to pull the blind down in order to see the keyboard.

An hour ago there was dense, freezing fog outside and it was so cold I turned the heating up a couple of notches.

Confusing.

This feels very much like my life at the moment,  On Monday it was my sister-in-law's funeral.  On Tuesday nothing out of the ordinary happened, quiet, peaceful morning in the parish office, followed by a lovely lunch-time communion service.

Yesterday after cleaning the brass at St. M's, I was too tired and low-spirited to feel any sort of enthusiasm for anything, until K my lovely neighbour (owner of "Soggy Doggy " of my long ago post, called in to see if I wanted to 'walk' Ziggy with her.

Since 'walk' is the one thing not on Ziggy's agenda, I happily agreed.  After the usual attempt to catch up with each other's news, thwarted at every step by the lunatic hyper dog, bounding, leaping and tearing off at a tangent every few seconds, we finally settled to throwing his ball and gaining a few seconds respite while he tore off to drop it - just out of reach -  for us.

Across the field there was a man with a dog and a ball.  Deep joy!  Ziggy decided to 'help' the other dog (a beautiful Weimeramer) and kindly collected his ball too.

Whereupon his owner produced a second ball and proceeded to throw balls for both dogs, and when the unrepentant Ziggy showed no sign of giving 'his' ball back, the l;ovely man said "let him keep it I have another dozen in the car".
K was embarrassed, not for the first time, by her awful animal but happy to find a new dog owner friend. (She has millions).

When we got back I was happier than for quite a while had a quiet evening and woke this morning with spirits once again down to zero.

I think it maybe because my step-grandson is flying out to Afghanistan today, for his second tour of duty, and the thought fills me with apprehension. He spent his 20th birthday in Iraq had a stint in Germany, then went to Afghanistan for his 21st birthday.  Now after two years he is off again.  Will it never end?

Being a fairly unstable individual and a sort of human barometer I find it difficult to sustain any state of mind whether happy or sad for any length of time as each new happening occurs.

This evening I am taking the 'girls' from the close out for a meal to celebrate my birthday which is tomorrow (choir rehearsal night).  There will be eight of us and we will have fun, and hopefully, a good meal. but at present I feel as though I want to retire to bed and stay there indefinitely.;

Sometimes just trying to sustain any sort of balance is supremely difficult, but having a fairly mercurial temperament has its good side too.  At least the mood can change very quickly and can hinge on very little.

What very complicated creatures we humans are.