“Moods are adjectives of the grammar of life.”

Today is of those days, a good one of those days. I woke up to a warm, sunny morning. The coffee was delicious, from Peru I think. The papers were filled with the CDC announcement about masks. I finished the crossword puzzle but not the cryptogram. I took my time. It just feels like that sort of a day, a day to take it easy, a day meant to be enjoyed.

I was busy yesterday. I cleaned down the dusty, covered in pet fur stairs then gave them a quick wipe. I continued to work on the kitchen grout. I vacuumed the living room and the dining room. I didn’t mind. I’ve also been relocating stuff from the den. It will always be cluttered but maybe less cluttered. It was a satisfying day.

When I’m on the computer, the TV is also on but it can’t be on a program needing watching. I often get lost on the computer reading strange information I happened upon or doing a jigsaw puzzle or hunting recipes. All of a sudden it could be an hour later so I usually put on a movie or program I knew well so I can lose it but pick it up anywhere. I’m watching Star Trek: The Voyage Home, one of my favorites. I know a lot of the lines.

When I was a kid, I wasn’t all that moody. I saved that for my teen years. I was happy or sad or angry or some feeling in between. I didn’t know the word boredom, but I used to complain there was nothing to do. In school, my feelings were mostly on idle. It was just sit and learn and be quiet unless asked a question. It was only in the school yard at recess when we could let go. There was screaming and yelling and running. That was when I punched the kid. That was an angry me who would reappear years later but only once, a story for another day.

For the last year I have been by myself dealing with myself and have become quite familiar with all my different moods. There are days when I can’t bring myself to do anything. Those are my least favorite days. Yesterday I got so much done, a favorite day. Today I am celebrating my industry of yesterday. I feel almost buoyant. The sun is absolutely beautiful. The little breeze is just right. Everything is a bright green, even my car covered with pollen. My house looks clean, especially the stairs which seem always to be dusty. Even the hall is clean of dust. I’m so enjoying today.

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4 Comments on ““Moods are adjectives of the grammar of life.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Yesterday and today were gloomy rain filled days. Both afternoons the sun peaked out for awhile but more rain is in the forecast through the weekend. We could get an additional 6 to 8 inches of rain. We are under a flash flood watch and there’s always a chance of high winds, lighting and tornadoes. Rain, rain go way, come again another day. 🙂

    While you have spent the last year by yourself we have been on top of each other. Luckily, we now have more room in this house to get some semblance of privacy and quiet. Having to only drive three miles to work has reduced my stress level tremendously. 🙂

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      The rest of the week will be like yesterday and today, and every day will be in the 70’s. I do have some backyard work to do. I need to gather all the branches which fell down over the winter. I started a couple of weeks ago, but I left the heavy branches in the yard.

      I need to start a list of the flowers I want to buy. The end of May is the time for planting here in the northeast. The danger of frost is gone by then.

      I had only a 4 mile ride to school for almost my entire career. Until I killed my back, I used to walk to and from school. Now a walk to the mailbox hurts.

  2. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    Yesterday was beautiful up here, too. My red jeep was covered in greenish yellow pollen again even though I had rinsed it off the night before. Possibly it was the reason I sneezed all the way to the drug store yesterday. And I do mean all the way from my house to the store. It was funny but driving with one’s face buried in the crook of one’s elbow is not really a safe way to drive. When I got to the store parking lot, I put on my mask and took several deep breaths. That must have filtered out the excess pollen because I stopped sneezing.
    I cooked yesterday and I ripped out the ribbing on a knitted sweater. That was traumatic enough for one day’s accomplishments. So I read a book for awhile and spent a long while sitting on the sunny front steps with the dogs. Today I will reknit the ribbing on the sweater. Also traumatic enough for one day’s work.
    Enjoy the celebration of industriousness.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      I had my uke lesson this morning then I was going to get my hair cut but I didn’t want to wait, too many people ahead of me. When I got home, I cleaned the dining room. We’re talking even pictures. The dining room looks great. I need to go out again tomorrow so maybe that will be my only accomplishment.

      When I turned on the windshield wipers, the pollen rose into the air like dust. It is gross but will get grosser.

      Take care!

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