Sunday, February 10, 2008

The Day That Never Was

What a strange Sunday. I've had the blahs for three days now and it's been difficult to find motivation and energy for much of anything. When Ken's alarm went off at seven not even Duncan stirred. While Little Man putzed around and got ready for work, the dog and I cuddled in bed. The light coming in the windows was rather muted and dark for a day we'd been promised would be clear and blue and warm. I dragged myself out of bed at 7:30, sat at the dining room table waiting for the tea kettle to scream at me and watched the day never quite wake up. Not even Duncan stirred from the warmth of the comforter, the cats curled around him. By nine the day was still dark, the light low and early-morning-ish, and none of the animals had moved. I was beginning to wonder if something had happened, if I'd woken up in some odd frozen 6 AM land, a place of eternal almost-sunrise where the dark has faded from the sky but somehow forgotten to change from white to blue. The birds were not out, the traffic never quite managed to pick up and it was almost noon before I found the energy to put on my shoes and do the grocery shopping. Before I knew it it was well past afternoon and the day never seemed to manifest. The air was warm, Bowles was unusually quiet for a six lane road and Duncan seemed perfectly content cozying up on the couch, uninterested in anything that required more energy than it took to snore. I did manage to drag him out for a walk early this evening as the non-day moved into non-night, the sky finally deciding it was too much work to turn blue and opted to simply go back to dark instead. I can't say we ever quite woke up, ever really accomplished anything. All I do know is that my head is beginning to throb and Duncan seems more than willing to curl up on my lap on the couch. At this point, with Monday and more blahs looming on the horizon, I think that's the best I can manage.

5 comments:

muse said...

Sorry you have had the blahs-I hate days strung together without sunshine.

Amber said...

It was a blah day wasn't it? It seems the sunshine couldn't quite wake up either as it tried many times to come out above the clouds and the weather lingering at a temperature just below warm...

Ruth said...

I think you should take a sick day on Monday!

Lori said...

I think it's called "February." Hey, meet me in Vegas next week and we'll have a blast and talk dogs ALL DAY. (Actually, being dogless is the worst part. So don't come. You need Duncan in February most of all!)

Anonymous said...

Even going to Mexico in January didn't beat the February Blues. However, going to Florida in March brightens things a bit.
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