I've mentioned here recently how hard it's been for me to focus on the positive in my life. I'm in a rut and although I know no one can really change that but me, I don't know how or where to begin. I also need a change of scenery. But that, of course, is easier said than done. So I flounder. Getting through every day but not really feeling like I'm living those days.
My life has been very food centered lately. It seems as if I'm always in the kitchen. Sometimes I enjoy this, other times it's a dreaded part of the day. This is one more area in my life that I feel is out of balance and off kilter.
Every time I go out to the garden there are a few more cherry tomatoes ready to be picked.I hope to have enough for a salad soon but I don't know if that's going to happen since I find myself popping them into my mouth on the way back to the house.
This morning Jay made a giant pot of split pea soup, a perfect companion to the cold, drippy weather.
As I started typing this, I really had no idea where it would take me. There are no easy answers or quick fixes to the generally bummed way I've been feeling. Some days are better than others. So far, today has been near perfect. I have a cool husband and a lot of pets who are always willing to snuggle. The kids haven't made me want to shove pencils in my ears. Today has been good.
If you only take one thing away from this post, let it be this :: Happiness is the butt end of the baguette.