Disasters, Tiny or Epic, I've got All I can handle...

Hi there! Hurricane Katrina, Mt. St. Helen's, Loma Prieta were epic disasters. My recent dental work, and the pain and disruption resulting from it, is a tiny disaster, globally speaking. But for me, when faced with huge daily challenges and new mechanical difficulties, even with the small ordinary tasks,  I replay the Mission Impossible Theme in my head. Da, da, da - Da, da, da... Play it in your head and imagine climbing onto your bed (or falling as the case may be), brushing your teeth (A frustrating experience just getting the paste or gel on the stupid toothbrush), da-da, da, da, da, da, da... tying your shoes (Another ten minutes, and usually my spouse reties them), da, da, da,  da, da, da, da, da, do, do, doo(well you get the idea).  Now that I am getting muscles, I feel like I have to snap into action for any tiny disaster of epic proportions.  With my current post-op deficiencies, anything additional is huge whether it's tiny OR epic in nature. This camel can't take one more straw. I am currently maxed out on adrenaline pumping, life-threatening  disasters.  My cup doth runneth over, or, enough already!  Everything is freakin' epic!  So I better be ready...Da, da, da, da...

Thought for the Day:  Can a claustrophobic be a hoarder?  I don't see how.