Ever have one of those days where nothing seems easy? That is kinda the type to day I am having today. I had to put my yarn in time out as it tangled up. I cut off the knot and put on a new skein and couldn’t get the end out of the center of the skein.
I was making banana bread and I have to unload part of a shelf to get the flour out. I set the brown sugar plastic container on something and as I was reaching for the flour the brown sugar container fell and hit me on the nose. OUCH! It is a bit swollen where it hit. Hoping I don’t have a black eye tomorrow morning. It would fit my mood today to be sporting one though!
It is sticky and humid and I have a headache. OK – enough of my bitching. I’m tired of myself right now.
I took some letters to the post office and stopped at the grocery store for a few things. We are having tacos for dinner and I needed lettuce, tomatoes, and taco seasoning. About half of the people in the store were wearing masks – mainly the older ones. The cashier had one around his neck but not over his nose or mouth. Maybe he had a cold neck?
I haven’t done anything productive today. The front of the house isn’t ready to paint yet although Jim is out there now working on it. Maybe if it doesn’t rain tomorrow it will be ready to paint and I can accomplish something.
A week from today I will be back on the prairie to stay. It will be another big change for us. We have adapted to the routine of living here and will have to adjust to a new routine there. Jim is getting more nervous by the day thinking of moving full-time to KS. He will be back and forth for quite some time as he still has lots to finish here. I’ll see how often I come with him. It is a bit of a problem to find House sitters all the time and have to get the house ready for them and then redone when we get back.
This is the first Memorial Day I have missed going to visit my parents and three sets of grandparents. I miss going to them today. Trusting someone else from the family visited. Usually the flowers I take to Dad’s parents are the only ones there. That makes me sad.
Wonder why I am so cranky today? Guess it is just one of those days. And this too shall pass! Sometimes I forget I don’t need a story to justify my feelings. I need to allow them to be what they are and they will shift. When I write a story about them they tend to hang around longer.
Grateful for easy days that I take for granted, grateful that this too shall pass, and grateful for the post office that delivers letters to my friends and family.