As I type this at 6am from the warmth of my bed I’m feeling uninspired. I’m sure my want for coffee will encourage me to get out of bed, but the fact that I have no hunger as yet is keeping me in place.
Yesterday was a middling day, one for which I am neither ashamed nor proud. I did get a little choring done, though not enough to declare major victory. I went for a thirty-minute walk to get a little exercise and to do a little thinking; very little positive was generated via my footsteps.
Last night Betsy made a Brazilian fish stew, not something I would consider making mystery. It was good, and I was thankful that the fish was neither fishy nor bony. With no Top Chef to entertain us we are waffling on what we are watching currently.
I keep searching the hashing websites for chatter about this weekend’s Black Sheep campout. I’m sure this chatter is happening on that platform to which I refuse to return. I continue to launch my weather apps constantly, hoping for a reprieve from the forecasted weather — rain starting late Friday night, lasting until Saturday morning, and then temperatures well below freezing for the entire time until we pack up to leave on Sunday. Back in the day I used to grumble that the Black Rock campout had turned into the Black Rock cabin outing, but honestly, if there were a cabin rental available I would have reserved it yesterday.
Hours of sub freezing temperatures will no doubt affect WLF as well. I can only hope that the seedlings in my little greenhouse get warmed by the sun. If not, I will start again next week!
I keep talking about the weekend as if today were Friday. Oops.
Today I will knock out a few more WLF chores, make hard decisions as to what I will pack for this campout, do some inside choring, and go over to Bonnie’s for a short stint to help make chili and discuss our plans.
Hope that your Thursday is fantastic.
I solved today’s Wordle in three attempts!