It turned gray again today, not cold, but cooler than it has been for the past ten days. I had things I had planned to do, but the gray got to me and I just turned around and went back downstairs. I turned on some music and -- surprise, surprise -- sat down at the computer. My first mistake was going to the Op-Ed screen for the New York Times, where I found the article I wrote about earlier. That added another dark cloud overhead. I scolded myself for being foolish, getting angry and upset over things I have absolutely no control over. You'd think by the time you reach my age I would be wiser than to let things totally out of my control spoil a perfectly good morning -- gray or not. Oh, and speaking of age, another birthday is going to show up in less than two weeks. Don't even go there, I scolded myself. Think about all the wisdom you've managed to gather over the past "almost" seventy-five years! "Whatever", I find myself muttering, while at the same time I chastise myself for talking to myself. The morning is not off to the best start. I sit back down at the computer and express some of my "pissed off at politics" thoughts.
"There, now don't you feel better?" I ask myself -- oh, yes, I do have conversations with myself, sometimes out loud when no one is around, but I can mumble very quietly if someone is. Fortunately, today I can talk as loudly as I like, but then I start laughing as I realize how far down the road I've gone in the past several years. But, hey, it could be worse and they haven't caught me and locked me up -- yet.
Ah, tomorrow will be a better day -- hey, isn't that what Scarlett O'Hara said at the end of "Gone With the Wind"?
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I think we all have gray days from time to time. I try to look at the glass as half full. I am so thankful today that we had rain this morning. We have been so dry for over a week. I woke up this morning with the sound of a gentle rain on the roof. It has been in the 90s and this morning the 60s. What a wonderful day to curl up with a good book and enjoy being lazy.
It's hard not to grumble when a person reads what is happening. If I have the news on and see McCain, with that smug look and a smile like wasn't that cute what i just said, I am even more grumbling. It's hard to keep centered on the idea that there is more out there than the political situation in our country. Somehow we have to find a balance between being upset and not caring because if we don't care, the people we most don't want to see in power will be.
Sylvia, I spent a couple of years living in Montesano, WA. I got so used to the gray skies that it was almost a life-changing experience to take a trip away to somewhere where the skies were blue and everyone was smiling. I think in Washington you don't even realize that the constant gray has an effect on you, until you have a little vacation away.
I want to respond to Rain's comment about that McCain "wasn't that cute what I just said" smile. It always strikes me as a "Phew, I got through that whole sound bite sentence they told me to say without mixing up the words" smile. And sometimes it reminds me of that totally inappropriate Bush grin that appears at just the wrong time...
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