It's back to hot broth. |
The crappy weekend weather brought with it amnesia.
Basically, I stayed indoors and forgot about things I had wanted to do beyond The
BungaLowell. The open studios at Western Ave Studios was skipped. The Greek
Festival was forgotten on Friday and Saturday, and when remembered on Sunday,
it was decided to not be awkward, alone, and cold at the event and just stay home
wallowing in aloneness. The wallowing was done while attired in a full winter
ensemble of flannel shirt, fleece pullover, and the denim jacket I never
removed after going to the grocery store.
And just like that, poof! and the weekend is over. They always go
by so quickly, and it doesn't matter if they are busy or nothing is done. The rain and cold meant the
suddenly shaggy, scraggly, weedy lawn is going to be in need of mowing for a few days longer. It may require farming equipment by the time I can get to it.
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