Weather

Complaining about the weather is a lot like complaining about…. there really is nothing else that is so far beyond our control. Yet it is always a favorite topic. Today is rainy and cool, a perfect day for soup and melted cheese and writing all day. If we were stuck with an electrical storm I would have to shut down my computer. Unfortunately I need to shop for a few things, but the computer is calling my name, my characters are waiting. Maybe I’ll sit with them for just a few minutes. I can always shop later. Six hours later I notice my tea has gone dry in the cup. I wander into the kitchen. “Was I going to do something today?” My husband laughs and tells me to fix my tea and go back to work. It isn’t until much later I realize that the day is gone. It’s a good thing he looks after me or I would run out of tea. Now that would be a tragedy!