Cloudy Friday

I must be Canadian, I spend far too much time discussing the weather.  After four stunningly sunny days, we've returned to the gray, cloudy, threatening snow weather model.

I was lying in bed this morning contemplating what I was going to write about.  For some reason I thought that writing this blog would reduce the number of words swirling around in my head at any given moment.  I was wrong.  Anyway, the alarm was set two hours later than usual because my husband took the morning off work, and you know what that means.  I woke up at exactly the same time I wake up most mornings, alarm or not.  

Once I'd fed Tugby and come back to bed, I remembered that I did 12 push ups last Wednesday at pilates.  I was so excited there was no chance of going back to sleep!  I hadn't even thought about what I was doing at the time, the substitute pilates teacher said "everybody do push ups" so we all got down on our mats and started doing them.  I only did 12, but what's exciting about that is the last time I remember actually doing push ups is in 1967.  I'm quite positive that I couldn't have done that many push ups then, either.  That's how used to exercising, and doing what I'm told in class I am, I actually did something I haven't done in a long time (you do the math), but it took me another 2 days to recognize what I'd done.  I think that's pretty cool.

Today is Huck day.  We've told Tugby all about it, and he's rather sceptical because we've been promising him company for a week now, and so far there's no sign of it.  Huck's foster mum called me last night and said she'd be home around 5:30 today, please come and pick him up as soon as possible.  I think they're very fond of him and are dreading me taking him, so they want to get it over with as soon as possible.  Keep your fingers crossed that they get along, because I'm a little nervous.

Remember my plan to start reading Zoe Sharp's "The Fifth Victim"?  I seem to have misplaced the book.  I spent quite a bit of time yesterday trying to find it!  I have no idea where it is (have you heard me say that recently?)  I have two reading nests in the house:  my comfy chair in the living room by the window, and my comfy chair in the basement.  There are several books in each spot, just not the one I was planning to read.  I'm pretty sure I haven't returned it to the library.... I just checked my on-line library account and that's exactly what I did.  I've returned it to the library without realizing it, probably it was hiding in my book bag and I didn't check the bag before I put everything in the return area.  Oh, man!  I can't believe I did that.

OK, I'm going to come up with a Plan B.  I think I'll go for a walk.  It's not cold, just gray and blah out.  I can't lose anything, or forget anything if I go for a nice walk.  It will clear what's left of my mind, and hopefully when I come home I'll have everything I left with.   I skipped pilates class because I had a nice warm husband to snuggle up to, so a walk is definitely a good idea.  There's probably a book on my Kobo that I've downloaded that I can read when I come home.  I have to nip out and grab a couple of things at the grocery store before the weekend, so there will be less time to spend losing stuff before I go to pick up Huck.