It’s a grayish, sunnyish, blueish kind of day, though I think it’s supposed to get really warm. Warm and rainy.
You know what they say about April showers.
Before I cast any more wildly original gems at your feet, thank you so much to Deb for the coffee. So badly needed, so much appreciated. And if I can read your mind, then thank you for the thoughts! The days I am stuck are grateful for them!
And now on to Thursday.
Well, almost. Talking about coffee made me need more coffee and,ahem, you know how that goes. I shall return.
Wow and in that time, the sky brightened by a lot. Interesting.
But right now has me wondering…is it ever too early for a nap? I need to get into that coffee.
For me this morning it’s probably the changing weather, but there’s so much to make us tired. Beyond the usual to make us tired.
Yesterday I had my filing cabinet redemption. You may or may not remember, last week I struggled with assembling one only to find, at the end, the drawers didn’t fit.
So I had to create a box out of other boxes and so, so so much tape, which apparently held because I got the refund.
This time, I looked for ones people found easy to assemble, though I couldn’t bring myself to do metal again. And it turned out the one I chose was, in fact, easy to assemble. It took a long time, step after step after step, and the color wasn’t exactly what I expected, but it’s functional, the design is what I thought it would be and it seems sturdy enough.
And that, these days, is like an A+.
Maybe we need to keep that in mind.
Maybe that’s it’s own kind of defeat.
But maybe, maybe that’s it’s own kind of path to OK in the midst of a whole lot of not OK.
We hear about “picking our battles,” but we may not notice the ones we wage constantly, every day all day with ourselves. Choosing the prefect whatever that will do whatever and last for whatever.
Choosing the perfect anything.
To paraphrase The White Lotus season three, which I kind of loathed, there are no right answers.
Just answers.
Everything will have it’s own downsides so pick as best you can and move on.
That’s why paint exists. Metaphorical and literal.
Anyway, I’m still not feeling the push of the coffee, which seems very unfair at this point, so I will wish you a wonderful Thursday and all the A+s, even if we have to grade on a curve.
Have a great day.
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