Yes, the sun is on the rise. I look forward to a busy week. Much ado. On Friday I have a meeting at 7:30 in the morning, lessons in the afternoon. I need a nap just anticipating the coming week. Lesson for me tonight and I feel ill-prepared. Oh, well, he is used to that from me. The new strings, however, are delightful and sound much better, even if I don't.
Still in a funk of sorts. I just feel overwhelmed with life. What will we do at Hyphen's today? And will it storm during session? I like having her sliding door open. And who the hell mows grass on a Monday afternoon? Doesn't that neighbor know I have angst to deal with? Hyphen's office is in her abode, in a little room with textured paint on the walls that I just noticed in a bipolar moment a few months ago and I have been seeing her for quite some time, but less than five years. I don't want you to think I am nuts. Just disturbed.
More later.
Addendum: as of 12:54 p.m. it is raining. Mayhap no lawn mowerage today.
Might have a few words to speak about the Polar Vortex soon. It makes me knit my brows just thinking about it.
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