Last night Bart told me about his visit with Mike. I responded in shock, but in ways that bothered my husband and we started one of those never-helpful always frustrating conversations that resulted in us both feeling bad. I didn't sleep well, complete with weird dreams about a friend of ours (no I'll never tell who) drawing body art on my husband with permanent marker... and when I woke up my head hurt. I did a strength training workout that was pathetic and I have no energy.
Plans to visit John aren't working out the way I planned Bart is gone for all but an hour and a half today. I have several things I need to do to get ready for my next trip and my desk is a mess.
SO much for every morning I wake up fairly happy.......
ANd besides that it is cold. I am not ready for winter. Don't want it to come.
I know, Whine, Whine, Whine. I'm going to shut up for now.