I woke up confused and needed to reach for my phone to verify whether today is a school day or still the weekend. 🙄
Not that it matters. School is remote again and you tell me how many kids haven’t yet checked out mentally when they’ve had 27 days of in-person – at an actual school building – academic instruction in the past 13 months….(I made that up, I have no idea how many school days they had but I wouldn’t be surprised if it was less than 27).
So anyway I was lying there rolling around thinking I should get up and at least make them some breakfast. That’s when my phone told me it’s Sunday today.
I need to go grocery shopping again. I really don’t feel like it. Maybe I’ll just bake something instead.
I might take a break from my book writing today and clean or declutter something. There’s snow in the forecast for Wednesday which means I should probably clean up something in the backyard too. Last week we had a warm and sunny day and I spent it raking and tidying up only to notice Tucker dumped the bin with all the debris and dug three new holes. Including one between my two rhubarb plants. 😵
Anyone want a cute but mischievous Beagle?
To pass the time and divert my increasing mental and emotional negativity I started reading a book about tarot card reading. This is such an interesting practice. It doesn’t matter if you believe in occult or divination, reading the ancient historical accounts of how these cards, and their games and practices, came about has been quite fascinating. I even found a site and dealt myself some cards and looked up their meaning. 🙂
I am excited about something, for a change. This is much more intriguing to me than reading a mass-produced horoscope. I’m going to craft a blog post about it another time, to inject something different into this blog.
Meanwhile, in Tucker-land, this is happening:
Poor Tucker. He has a tough life, doesn’t he. 😉
He’s off for his morning walk. I’m alone, and I need more coffee. ☕