Worst Days

I've had quite a few pretty good days in a row but today is one of those worst days.  Which is unfortunate because it is absolutely breathtakingly beautiful outside.  I think the sleep deprivation has finally caught up with me.  It's one of those days when no matter how much I want to feel really great I can't seem to muster the oomspa to do so.  I just spent two hours with my hands in the dirt planting bulbs hoping to bury these dark, musty, cloudy, and sinking feelings.  I find a little bit of comfort knowing that having buried the shadowy side of my today spring will reveal the bright, light, color filled side of things. 


  1. It's all my fault. You had your heart set on painting trim and I ruined it. To make it up to you, I say we do D'amico's and a movie and yoga and anything else to avoid painting and planting and thus, blueness.


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