I don't believe I have felt such contentment and peace of mind in years.
It's 47 degrees, overcast, no wind.
I spent the morning absorbed in some interweb research for a project I'm thinking about. No thoughts of doing anything else, no ideas or cares of what anyone else would think of my project.
Went for a walk, was wearing just the right amount of clothing to feel the nip in the air, but not get cold. I wore the sweat pants and top I slept in last night, and just added some mittens and a hat. The first person I saw out my front door said they hadn't been outside until then either, and confessed she was wearing what she slept in, with a hoodie. It was a bonding moment.
Now I'm eating angel hair pasta and sauce from a jar. Yes, food snobs, sauce from a jar.
Today is my 19th wedding anniversary and we're doing absolutely nothing about it. Nice.
It has been beautiful for a lot of reasons.
Sorry you resent food interested people, especially since I often agree with you on food matters and that you can be stern yourself.
I guess I'll leave, calling you a running shoe rolfing snot.
I like you, Chai, not that you care, but have a good next year..
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