As wishy-washy as my mood painting.

[helenkacan]

No, really.
Because today was just a number on the calendar page.
Brekkie.
A few dishes.
Playing my soothing video game for a bit.
Pain ... in the butt for a change. I think it's mostly from sitting for too long.
Irritation at the fact that my vision is so fuzzy all of the time. So I changed my monitor display colours ... again!
A two-hour nap that was extended into lingering in that twilight stage.
A phone call from R.S. that roused me out of my fuzzy state, even though I could barely see. She asked me to resend the cute e-mail I'd sent her a while ago. And we were on the phone for 63 minutes!!! Considering the fact that it was my cellphone, no wonder my ear hurts. Anyway, we'll be seeing each other at church tomorrow.
Reheated roasted veggies for dinner (and the potatoes went in the garbage again).
However, I believe I've just found my justification for the day: I'm going to go have some of Brian's home-made ice cream. That sounds like a very good plan. Yummy, too.

Still, fuzzy-headed hugs,
Helenka
(who should ban fuzzy from the vocabulary)

Comments

[elizabuffy.livejournal.com]

There's nothing wrong w/ the word fuzzy. 'Tis a good word. :)

Ice cream is always a good and homemade is even better. I am so jealous.

~e!

[helenkacan.livejournal.com]

::runs around the room giggling::

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Oh, the ice cream was definitely yummy. But, next time, I'll tell him to ditch the brownies. Just make it all natural goodness!