
Deep breath. Sigh.
It's sunny today and in the eighties, also very humid or so I'm told. I have not been outside and currently have the air conditioner set to 72 degrees F. Spent most of the day staring at my laptop or out the window, attempting to push rocks up a hill.
( about the protests in NY )
At work, I finally got a Requisition approved - only to discover that there was a shortfall. It's as if someone flipped the numbers, and put in the wrong one. But I don't know which one was put in wrong. The funding or the Requisition. I figured this out after I set it all up in our purchasing system. So I sent an email to my team to see what happened.
Mother and I chatted. Mother was kind of funny today. Apparently my father has decided other people are wandering in and out of their house.
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After work I pulled the winter/spring clothes out of my drawers and into the trunk, and substituted them with the spring/summer clothes. It's slowly dipping into the low eighties now. I don't know if I'm losing weight or not, everything seems to fit the same or be slightly looser, hard to tell.
It's a small thing to do. But something I have control over. I've no control over most everything else. I feel like the world has gone crazy outside my window - but it has always been crazy. What can I do?
The creeping death continues, lying in weight. Although it needn't bother.
In some bizarre way...this feels like a less entertaining playing out of Stephen King's The Stand, except I'm at that point in the novel in which I want more action and less long speeches and monologues.
Sigh. Deep Breath. Maybe a drink? Or fix dinner? Relax. Away from the news and the internet.
I leave you with more flowers...but from another year, and another place.

