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March 13, 1998
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I don't know what it is about today, or this week, but I have been somewhat depressed especially today. I slept until 10 because I have been having trouble getting enough sleep lately. I agonized about whether I should go to Starbucks for my coffee because I felt like I would have to take a second shower in order to make sure I didn't smell like coffee because it bothers Andrea. I decided I was entitled to my coffee and if I smell like the coffee shop, well too bad. I sat at the counter reading Animal Talk, the book Dawna loaned me about how to communicate with animals. This is the method that the Fullers were using on Kit, now known as Samantha. I did not notice Anne and her friend at the corner table because there was a wall of boxes between there and the counter. When they got up to leave, Anne told me "that song writer was looking for you". I told her to say hi to Ned if she saw him before I did. Moments later, Ned walked in and greeted me like a long lost relative. He took my hand and kissed me on the cheek. This cracked me up. Ned gave me a pep talk, which at least fired me up enough to go vacuum up the wood shavings and guinea pig pellets from the back seat of the car. Next stop Groton. Met the bus. Took Andrea to piano. We went to pick up Lizzy at the Middle School auditorium where she was in the play rehearsal. As we walked into the auditorium, the young man on stage belted out his line: "I'm such a clever troll!" while the troll dancers behind him tripped over their own feet and watched each other to see what to do next. We watched the last 10 minutes of rehearsal then went home and broke ice in the brook with sticks. I know I should write something clever and funny about this but I am stuck in some strange kind of writer's block in which I can only write dull things. | |
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