I, unlike most of you, totally enjoy the snowy days, but
once they’re over and we start getting days like today, I’d just as soon sleep
until September. Today was as dark as
midnight. It was rainy, unpleasant and didn't show me a justifiable reason to get out of bed. It was a slit-your-wrist kind of day!
I say that in jest, of course. Last time I used that phrase; someone took me
seriously and instructed me to call him the next time I felt that way. Feeling embarrassed and not wanting to embarrass him, I said, “Thanks, I will.”
You cannot deny, though, that the weather has a lot to do with
our moods. It definitely does mine. On a beautiful sunny day, I am usually happy – dancing around the house
singing, phoning and e-mailing everyone I know and accomplishing a lot. And on a day when huge fluffy snowflakes are drifting down from the heavens, I walk from window
to window just looking out and feeling grateful. But on a day like today, I'm half awake, not interested in anything, I accomplish nothing and frankly, I'm in a
bit of a fog. I actually said, “Hello
Sweetie,” to a pair of house slippers a little while ago, mistaking them for
the cat. Now that’s just not right!
Perhaps the sun will shine tomorrow or it’ll start snowing
again. Either would be an improvement over what we were dealt today. I’d just finished saying that when a friend
reminded me that I have a lot to be thankful for and that, “This is the day the
Lord hath made, and we should rejoice and be glad in it.”
Did you ever notice how there always seems to be someone
just hanging around to make you feel guilty when you don’t appreciate things as much as you should?
1 comment:
Cute peg. I know what you mean about the dreary days.I feel the smae.
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