In a rut
Nothing is going on with our lives. Okay, yeah, the dotter ends her first year of Real School in a week and a half…it’s spring and I’ve seen one tree with all sorts of itty bitty pale green leaves bursting out, so that’s exciting. And we have rhubarb growing. And Mother’s Day is coming up.
But I? Am in a rut. Nothing seems interesting or exciting to me right now.
So, channeling my mom, I hear: "Just join a club! Go to a Mensa do! Go take walks!" et cetera. And I say it to myself, too, especially the "go take walks!" or the variation, "go get some exercise on a regular basis!", but it doesn’t help.
My life is boring. My blog is boring. Nothing is going on. The most exciting thing that has happened to me recently is that I stabbed myself beneath my fingernail with a cactus spine opening the kitchen window. And it hurts.
I even went off to The Daily Meme to see if any of the subjects might amuse me or incite me, and it was all…meh.
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