|Ho. And sometimes hum.
||[Sep. 8th, 2015|07:15 am]
If I let the days go by unremarked, does that make them unremarkable?|
These are the days when nothing happens but everything is happening. The Boy is taller than I am. Middle Daughter is away from home more hours than she's here.
I need to overcome inertia. The faster the world moves, the less I want to. My house is a wreck (not even a metaphorical wreck, an actual wreck, with things that need fixing). I can't muster the energy to do anything about it, but it's getting to the point that it's hard to ignore. I think blinders are a good look for Fall, don't you?
Really needing an attitude adjustment here.