No. Along came Miss Ida. A former hurricane whose tropical storm remnants are swirling around us. Windy, lumpy & bumpy, rainy, cold, blah. So we decide to stay in and be "productive". Let's tidy up the guest area, make the pattern for our new settee, bake bread, make chicken broth, make lanterns for Martinmas, and schedule the marine surveyor to come help us tackle our mystery leak.
So I'm typing on my junky old computer, taking pictures with my duct taped camera, bouncing around on the stormy sea in my leaking boat eating hard bread and watery soup and feeling like I want crawl in a cave and get a do over on this week.
Now if that's not a light on this dark, rainy, funky week, I don't know what is.
p.s. popping in this morning to say - holy cow! The storm got worse not better. The boat feels like a carnival ride this morning. Zach was awaken by the howling wind and slamming waves and said, "Looks like a museum day mommy." It sure does.