Sunshine just in time for Monday. Yesterday was bleak and chilly, and it started raining later in the afternoon. Still, I got outside at the Morton Arboretum, where the trees were in beautiful bloom.
At least it wasn’t crowded.
I’ve only got one foot in Monday, the other is somewhere else, somewhere dreamy.
I need that one.
Two feet are good. Or so I hear.
We’re nearly halfway through May already, and I feel like the year just started. But the weather is turning, in theory, and the grass is green now, in practice, and the seasons march on no matter how we feel about them.
I think this is going to be a timer week. I have so many things to get into, it always helps me to focus, because I know, for that stretch of time I work on what I’m working on and only that.
Today started off weirdly for me, mostly because of Twitter, which is clearly the root of many of my problems.
And now I’m trying to get into the groove. Groove of what, I don’t know. On the plus side, I think the weather is evening out, which is good news for both me and my head.
Yesterday was not so.
Meanwhile I finally got a painting that’s started to annoy me off the wall, but now I need a replacement. I’ll have to work on that. Not an actual painting, that’s way above my pay grade, but replacement art. I have a photo from a very talented photographer I still need to frame, that could work.
Meanwhile it’s time to unshirk all those tasks I’ve been shirking. You know the type.