Tranquility seems to be beyond me. My moods are following the weather. Yesterday it was sunny and warm sitting on my glider; I was able to relax and just be. Today it is cooler, the sky is grey, and it is wet and dismal. So are my spirits.

The livingroom, usually a haven that soothes and relaxes, hasn't changed; I have. Looking at the plants helps though. I wonder why that is and if others find the same affect?

The rain is really turning everything green outside. There are buds on the trees and bushes, the grass is a green sward now, instead of yellowish brown, and my tulips have opened. There! That makes me feel better.

Andri's birthday dinner went well. And the kids seemed to like the cake, too. However, Einar wasn't that keen on it, and I was afraid I'd eat it if it was left here, so I sent all the leftovers home with Andri and split the cake between him and Lora. :) hehe

Yesterday I walked down my street, around the corner and back up on the yard side. The way back up has quite a grade so my pace slowed significantly and by the time I reached the front of the house again, I felt a bit wobbly and was ready to go back inside and rest. Criminy! I feel so decrepit!

The floor in the sunroom is now clean of detritus and mud splatters. :) It definitely looks better. Which is good. But the bending wore me out too quickly. However, then I turned my attention towards laundry and finally caught up. It took five loads to finish off the laundry from downstairs. It took two to finish off that for the upstairs. Luckily, some of it could go straight into the dryer. When things have to hang to dry, it takes longer for I have limited space. Which is why it took 4 days to do that many loads.

I'm not sure what I'll tackle next. I wish I already had my new stovetop and oven. It would make things so much easier. But I think it will have to wait a bit longer. Sigh...

I guess I'll go walk at the mall (nice and flat!), listen to the murmurs of other people's conversations, and vicariously feel a part of it all. Maybe then the blues will evaporate.

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