In the weird turnings of the earth on its axis, today was opposite of yesterday — not a good day. No, I'm not being moody or flighty. Something that I'm not going to talk about, not right now anyhow, came up. It sent me reeling for a while.
My reaction, or part of it, was odd. You see, when I'm not sick, I only average about one nap a month … for about 10 minutes. That's about it, no matter if I've been sleeping well or not. As it turns out, I have been sleeping pretty well lately, but I still crashed for about an hour today after I was confronted with potential problem. I felt as though the stuffing had been knocked right out of me, and I simply had to lie down. I may have slept for a few minutes of the hour, but my body, soul, and spirit sure needed whatever rest I got.
So, you get up and you plug on through because there's not much else you can do. And then you get more information, and you find out that just maybe everything will be okay. Or not … but you plug ahead anyway.
In my case, plugging ahead meant that I would try a new soup recipe for supper. It was a chicken and corn chowder concoction, and it was absolutely scrump. Maybe I'll even post it tomorrow.
In the evening, I had no desire to distribute goodies to the neighbourhood, would-be goblins, so I kindly let Cuppa handle that chore while I decided to work on my blog template. As you can see in the header graphic, I did dress up and get in the spirit of things last year. I know that I should have got a Halloween theme template up before now, but better late than never, I guess.
PS: Hah! That phrase would-be goblins reminds me of when I was young and I started to listen to football games on the radio. Let's say the Alouettes were playing the Rough Riders. I kept hearing the announcer say things like, "The runner eluded the would-be tackler." It confused the heck out of me. How the heck did a team called Woodbee get on the field, I wondered.