It must be the full moon. I have been a little melancholy lately. For a couple of days. For the most part, I’ve kind of given up the search for the love of my life. Just last weekend, I told someone that it wasn’t urgent any longer, because I have a wonderful life, and if it’s supposed to happen it will. But the last couple of days, I’ve wished I’d found him. Would have loved to have someone to cuddle up to, to talk to, to share some moments with. I am not sure what the pull is, and I hope it disappears with the waning moon. I think it’s on it’s way out.
I spent the day at my sisters, doing my laundry, reading, sitting by the pool when the sun came out. She was out most of the day, at a dental appointment, and then a meeting. But we spent some time catching up, going over Thanksgiving plans.
It was cloudy and cool this morning, again. In the high 60’s til about 1 when the sky cleared and the sun came out and the temp shot up to 80. It’s supposed to be 82 on Thanksgiving, which makes my sis happy, so we can be outside. Gonna be a little weird to have it 82 on Thanksgiving. I’m more used to expecting cold and even snow, than 82.
Tomorrow I have the plumbers coming back to put a camera down my sewer line. Then they’ll give me an estimate on fixing whatever caused the back-up I had this past weekend. Not looking forward to having them tell me I have to spend another $2500 or so. Grrrr.
Well, gonna head for bed soon. I keep waking up at 5 or 5:30 in the morning. So I’m done by 9:30 or 10. It’s going to be 80 again tomorrow, and sunny. Hasn’t rained in over a month. Crazy. But I love it.
Love and light.