My mind is floating this morning, jumping from big-picture random thoughts of what I want and what I should be doing, thinking, and feeling about my life to the ever-present question of what to make for dinner tonight. Too much randomness for this hour of the day.
It’s raining, which is good for the gardens, and the area as a whole, so I don’t mind too much. It also gives me a chance to wear my very cool kitten-heeled rain boots. Ah, clearly my love of shoes is still intact - yeah! but I digress. While I don’t mind the rain, or the shorter days of winter, my husband suffers from SAD and that adds a whole new set of challenges to the daily mix.
Not that I blame him for my current troubled psyche. Rather, we tend to bounce our thoughts and feelings off each other. So his outlook is generating a darkness of its own, which is, in part, hamstringing my efforts to overcome the mental morass and physical fatigue that has set in.
More random is that I woke up to an empty dish of raspberry gelato and a fork on my bedside table. The bowl was licked nearly clean (my cats?) but what about that fork?
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