I’ll admit, it was a crabby day. The whole Valentine’s thing didn’t help. I’m sooo a curmudgeon, but this holiday sort of annoys me. Is that terrible? The kids seem to really dig it though. They spent part of Sunday making cards for each one of their teachers and classmates and Mia came home with a bounty of cards and candy. It’s all about hearts, the color red, cute little cards and candy. Wish life were that simple.
New Yorkers were reveling in 50 degree temps today. The snow from January is almost all gone. I really wanted to spend the day walking around by myself, but it wasn’t meant to be, too many annoying little things to take care of at home. I spent a good hour sitting on my bed in the sun instead. I felt like the cat, and in fact I did kick the cat off the bed in order to hog the patch of sun to myself. Mark went to the Flea Sunday sick and woke up to go to the kitchen at 7am, only to return within an hour because he wasn’t feeling well. He spent most of the entire day in bed, asleep. Though we rarely get sick, the schedule and lack of sleep sometimes catches up on you. Hopefully he’ll awake in the morning feeling much better because one more day out of the kitchen and we’ll be behind on orders. It’s non-stop when you own a business. You don’t get sick days and Mark did in fact drag himself out of bed in the afternoon to push about a dozen packages to the post office in his granny cart (the people need their cookies!). This is when I sat in that patch of sunlight on the bed, while he was gone.
Sometimes you feel melancholy for no particular reason. I sort of sat there spacing out, feeling a bit overwhelmed by stuff. It takes a good bit of work to stay positive and happy, but I let my guard down at that moment. I think most times we’re so busy that we don’t really stop to think – but maybe that’s a good thing. Or maybe it’s denial. But then you snap out of it because it’s time to pick up the kids from school and then you’re off again.
Tomorrow is another day.