I'm in a slump today. It comes in waves much like fluffy white clouds passing through an otherwise perfectly sunny day. You know the kind I'm talking about. The bright, Clorox bleached white clouds that pass by the sun and block off the warmth while you're laid back in your favorite lawn chair. The kind of cloud that makes you feel a little chilled for a moment. Or, sometimes gives you relief from the blazing hot sun. You look up to see if the clouds are moving because all you want is that direct sunlight to come back and you try to guess how long those clouds will stick around. You make a decision about whether or not you're going to stay in that chair based on the movement of those clouds.
Yeah, that's how I'm feeling today after spending a wonderful, perfectly sunny week with my kids. The mental clouds have been coming and going since we dropped them off at the airport early yesterday morning. Thank goodness I had plans on my calendar yesterday so I had something to look forward to and take my mind off how quiet and empty my house felt once they were gone. Which, I realize, is a silly statement as I write it. There is nothing quiet or empty about my house. I just miss them. Terribly.
I'm going to get on with my day now but I needed to write. I haven't written in a lot of days. I've been on vacation. I've slept in, eaten bacon and peppermint ice cream. I've watched movies and talked and listened. I've hugged and loved on my kids as much as they'd let me for an entire week. I believe I asked them every question I've kept to myself since the last time I saw them two years ago. I ran out of questions just as it was time for them to travel home.
I'll snap out of it. I'm going to get out of the lawn chair now and mow the lawn. I'm going to brush my dogs and cut my husband's hair. I'm going to find a dress to wear to an event we're attending next weekend. I'm going to get on with my life. I don't like it here in under the clouds so I'm going to move.