Yesterday was the watershed moment for me. It was the I can’t take it anymore day. I yelled at Henry and Jack. I would have yelled at Gwen but she was upstairs. I admit a few expletives escaped from my lips aimed at nobody, just the situation. I watched a movie I don’t even remember. I just remember it was a terrible movie, and it made me cry. Movies don’t make me cry. Situations do.
Today is a different day, at least for me though not for the weather. It is dismal, cold and damp. Right now it is 40˚ and showers are predicted for later. I have no outside plans, just inside. I’m okay with that. I vented well yesterday.
The dust has returned. I am losing the battle. I’m going to clean the house a bit today in case of company. That last sentence was sarcastic.
I’ve almost reached the clean out my cabinet stage of isolation. Periodically, when I get massively bored, I check the expiration dates on jars and such. I have found jars in the back with dates like 2017 yet I still load from the front. It is just easier.
My bananas are almost black so banana bread is in my future. I guess I have reached the frenzied baking- cooking stage.
Henry has been with me two years this month. He was a skinny 8 month old puppy when he came here. He has grown to be a handsome, muscular dog, but he still has his quirks and still growls at the front door when someone is there. That’s what we’ll work on next. I haven’t told Henry yet, but he is due at the vets for a shot and a nail cutting. He does hate the car.
It is often still cold, especially at night when it goes down to the 30’s, but every day more flowers bloom. Color has come to the front garden.The grass is growing, my day lilies have buds and the ivy is growing way up the pine tree’s trunk. Spring is really here.
