Mental health day.

The seasons are changing. Oh, I know fall doesn't start till the 21st of this month, but tell that to the weather. And everytime the barometer fluctuates, I get a headache. Whatever was God thinking when She gave us sinuses? Who needs these litte annoying holes in their head, anyway? Mine have been throbbing away, probably objecting to the fact that I left my ceiling fan on a couple of nights ago. It was hella-hot. Now it is cold, and that has my head all stuffed up and confused. So I am cherishing the fact that it only hurts a little, and am determined to just lay back today, no where I have to be, till later this afternoon, when I have to do some shopping, and that is more fun than chore. Meanwhile, I am very grateful for my foam matress-topper, my highly scrunchable down pillow, and the little pile of black fur now curled up on both. Wonderful.