I am just not in gear today. I have another cup of coffee going, there was never an “if” with it, and I’m trying to get myself in motion.
My shirt was on backwards this morning, to give you an idea.
The weekend was great, busy and fun, and the truth is I ate all the things I wanted to eat. Whether that means I’m on my way to a headache I guess only time will tell.
Though at least the coffee seems to be kicking in. Thank goodness for that.
It’s bright and sunny after a partially rainy weekend. Yesterday started with bold thunderstorms, and it seemed impossible that the Air & Water Show would happen. But it did. I didn’t see much, I was too far away from the lakefront, but the planes buzzed overhead now and then anyway.
Confession time. I had a little bit of chocolate with the second cup of coffee and I think that’s the miracle worker.
Well I’m off to try to climb the mountain of Monday. Have a wonderful day.
Well I did not wake up this morning bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. I had disturbing dreams and then could not go back to sleep for a while.
When it got in range of time to get up, I was both awake and unable to keep my eyes open. It’s a weird combo.
But I did my workout, and afterward, I felt amazing. Not just better, not just good, but amazing.
The power of exercise.
It’s a gray Monday and it’s probably going to rain. I’m not sure if well get those darkly-clouded dramatic skies, though. Right now it’s a flat, uniform gray and the air looks damp with humidity.
Not what I’d call writing weather, but at least it’s not “Come outside it’s gorgeous” weather. We had a lot of that this past weekend.
I suspect with the lack of sleep I’m going to crash at some point, but until then, I’ll ride the wave. Have a great Monday.
I am not thinking in a straight line today. My thoughts are like bees, zigging and zagging.
I’d say like butterflies flitting, but they’re not pretty and they’re not graceful and I think they’re packing a sting.
Terrible events over the weekend, and it’s clear that we are mired here, in this place where bad things get worse, left to fester under the smirking face of a certain turtle-like man. We do not deserve him, and I say that not in the usual “he’s too good!” kind of way people do.
He’s not too good. He’s not good. He has no good within him, and that is abundantly clear.
And from that, the rest flows.
I’ve got my coffee and I’ve emptied the dishwasher, so at least I have that going for me. It’s sunny with fat, fluffy clouds and it feels as though the Earth has had enough of our nonsense, it’s going to do what it’s going to do.
Here’s hoping today is a day of many words of the writing variety. Have a great Monday.
Hard to believe it’s already Monday. And harder to believe it’s nearly August. But you already know time and I have a tenuous relationship.
It’s gloomy today, it might be raining, I can’t really tell, and I’m not sure where, exactly, the weekend went. I’d like to meet the week with renewed enthusiasm, but I haven’t had enough coffee and I still have to empty the dishwasher.
Such is life.
And since I have not much to report while waiting for my brain to reboot, I’m just going to share this tweet that made me laugh aloud.
Have an amazing Monday.
My entire mood this morning can be summed up with “OK.” OK, it’s Monday. OK, time to get moving.
The Roomba has now spent way more time in the bathroom than it did in the kitchen, and I’m not sure exactly what’s going through it’s robotic little mind. Come on, Roomba, get it together.
Still better it than me.
It’s much cooler today than it’s been and that’s glorious. Much more room for thoughts, they’re not crowded out by the heat and humidity.
Not a fan.
I’ve already reheated my coffee once, and am considering it again. Such are the problems of Monday.
So I’m off to try to to get my gears to stop slipping. Hope you have a magnificent Monday.
At some point yesterday, I had the best idea for a blog post. Had a headline and everything. It was brilliant.
And I said to myself, eh, don’t worry, I don’t need to write it down, it’s so good, I’ll remember it!
Surprise twist that won’t surprise anyone: I did not remember it.
It’s funny how some ideas can come through so clearly, so crystalline, it seems impossible that you’d forget them. And yet they vanish, a vague imprint where something solid and bright once was.
You’d think I’d have learned by now, no matter how certain I am I’ll remember the idea, I need to write it down.
Strangely, it seems to be a phenomenon largely centered around ideas.
And grocery lists. Always the grocery lists. What is it with grocery lists? Why is there always that one item you endlessly forget? And then I tend to forget what it was until I realize I forgot it again.
My mind is a steel trap. Except for the holely bits.
Off into Monday, the post I thought I’d do not the post I’ve done, but posted nonetheless. Have an awesome day.