It's time to have some fun.
It's cold, it's icy, it's dark - but look, now - SPRING is just around the corner - or, if the catalogs can believed, it's already spring, except for all the winter stuff we're trying to blow out (minus the two or three things you would really like to go on sale, but never will.
I'm onto you, catalogs.
I wouldn't mind some seed catalogs, but once you order a few of those, you probably get on some weird mailing lists for rubber garden clogs, and NASCAR themed gnomes and shit. Probably.
Not that I'm going to plant much this year. Last spring and summer, I took care of a pair of hanging baskets containing coleus. This year, maybe petunias. The coleus got leggy and fragile looking. Or maybe sweet potato vine. Or maybe nothing.
I'm still feeling stuck. I mean it's only been a day since I last mentioned feeling stuck - it takes time to unstick, friendos.
I had therapy today, which helped. I had a list that I ticked off as I trauma dumped. When you have an hour (by which I mean 50 minutes) you have to lean into it and get shit done. We can talk about the weather for a hot second, but I need to tell you about how I need to get over being mad about things that happened nearly 2 decades ago. Sigh. Working on it.
Anyway -it's going to be another cold weekend. I'm sure we'll go for a walk, I know we have dinner with a friend planned one night, and a comedy show the other night, and I think both are going to be great. I also have a quick birthday party to boot. It's action packed. And what on earth am I going to wear? Something warm, obviously.
One more work day til the weekend. I think we can make it.
I was spitballing - turns out that they actually exist. Funny!
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