I've read Ann Voskamp's book, 'One Thousand Gifts' that Bonnie sent to me and found it difficult in that it seems that her level of misery/depression is par with mine. Not to put too fine a point on it though...there are good days and bad ones.
Am learning, though, that a sagging mood can be helped along a bit. I've got to sort of move mental baggage out of the way and look past it. Like how a person hunts for a loved one in a crowd, I've got to do the same with joy. Search it out.
Today I'll take one boy to work and then stop off and pick up the DVD of 'Tangled' for youngest son's main birthday present for tomorrow. And the girls and I are going to make a treat with the coconut that's begging to be used in the fridge. Macaroons, maybe.
And I'll read more of a new library book, 'The Lake of Dreams', by Kim Edwards, the woman who also wrote 'The Memory Keeper's Daughter', which I read but can't remember much about. I do know that I'm relishing this new one of hers. She writes such beautiful sentences. I'm not too far into it, though, but have high hopes that the wonderfulness will keep up. It starts out in Japan, and ironically so with earthquakes being a topic of conversation. A bit sad to think of that, but her writing really is so soothing in the beginning parts....very Zen, if you get my drift.
Today is good. Just so you know that I'm not pulling my hair out. I'm just doing today, not taking on any burdens that are set aside for tomorrow or what follows. It's a quiet day weather-wise besides. Rain is looming, but yesterday's clothes are in off the lines, and the washer chugs along with a load of towels. Puttery chores are best when the mind is overtaxed, don't you think?
