Well, the weather has tanked again and so has my mood. I'm feeling like a meteorological sissy for feeling so grumpy every time the weather hits 48 degrees +monsoon. But there you have it. I got a lot done at work, sang along with iTunes for most of the day, wrote a little bit at the piano, made a tasty dinner...I mean, really, it was a good day.
Except for my stinky mood.
And my cold feet. Which probably contributed to said stinky mood.
So I'm watching a silly movie with Brendan Fraser, and contemplating a hot bath, a cup of tea and a few more short stories from my new anthology. The nice things about even the worst days are that they end at some point...and since this wasn't really a bad day, there's not too much that a good night's sleep won't fix. Hoping for more sunshine and laughter tomorrow, for all of us.
- Bad days...to help me appreciate the good ones.
- Stories, whether truth or fiction.
- Minor keys.
- Ink pens on newsprint.