What with one thing or another, I've been indulging in a Pity Party lately and it's time to quit all the whining and sniveling. My daughter says I could give complaining classes ranging from beginners to advanced. I am qualified by years and years of experience. However, it is also important to know when to stop, and for me that time is now. It is too depressing to stay depressed.
There is a small bird out there with a large headache today. Hearing a thud on the big window, I went out yesterday to find a sparrow had knocked himself silly. Not sure if he was dazed or dead, I sat and held him in my hand and was relieved when he opened his eyes. It took quite a while for him to regain his senses, blinking and turning his head before he finally flew off. Even though Ralph and Celeste are indoor cats, I don't like to leave an injured bird alone because there are other predators out there.
It was laundry day. I would hang a load on the line, put another in the washer, go out to hang the second and take down the first. It was that hot. I might mention that this was in late afternoon when the clothesline was in shade. I'm not silly enough to go out to work in direct sunlight.
Time to count my blessings, which I have in abundance. It was a good day.