I went for a walk with my lake pal, Moe, today–we walked about two miles down the bay front road and then all around Blue Spruce Road. We found an abandoned bird’s nest in the brush and trees along the gravel road. We rescued the tiny nest from the sapling it was in and discovered hatched eggs–probably from last spring still in the nest. They’re so small and fragile–we’re not sure what kind of bird laid them. But Moe’s going to use it as part of birdcage decoration she’s making, so it will continue to be beautiful. The wildflowers are blooming alongside the road–spring beauties, violets, and the little white…

Yeah,well, maybe not so much. These posts can’t all be brilliant or even interesting for that matter. I’m almost halfway through my 30 days of blogging and my creative well is about as empty as it’s ever been tonight. Well, maybe it’s not really empty…maybe I’m just not able to reach far enough down right now to capture any great thoughts. I don’t even really have much in the way of feelings today–it was just a blah one. Nothing all that fascinating happened. It was raining when we first woke up, so we snuggled under the blankets and went back to sleep. We ran some errands after we got motivated…

So–church. Today is Sunday and you know, Sunday seems to be hardest day of the week for me right now, and yet also the best day. That’s weird, I know, but it’s me, so what else is new, right? But here’s the thing, on Sundays when we’re in town, I’m attending the church where PJ and Kate are members and I like it. To be honest, I’m probably the worst church person in the world because I don’t show up every single Sunday and I’m not a great joiner. But Husband and I transferred our membership to this church on Palm Sunday because…well, because it’s the first time in 25…

We ended up staying at the lake an extra day–it was raining and stormy and the thought of packing up just didn’t appeal, so we decided to hang out until tomorrow morning. So glad we did because we got to spend an extra beer-30 with our pals, which brings me so much happiness. And you know, right now, I’m very selfish about stuff that makes me happy. I need the happy. A break in the rain allowed for a walk–not as far as yesterday because the break didn’t last long, but we did the park road and down to the docks. The lake has cleared some with the storm and…

I walked the bay today–well, I guess that what you’d call what I did. I walked the whole length of Bay Front Court, all along the north side of Keene’s Bay and then up 2.8 to the drive by the boat barns and then down Lazy Acres Road and out to the docks, then back up the west side of the park drive and all the way around the court to home. It turned out to be about 2.25 miles–a little over 5K steps. I walked mostly at a pretty good pace, but also some of it was leisurely. I even skipped on the road by the boat barns because…

Several people have messaged me privately to suggest that I speak to my doctor about the funk and maybe think about getting some chemical help. I appreciate their care and concern so very much–how kind they are to share their stories and tell me how SSRIs have helped them get through a rough patch. It’s wonderful that such drugs exist and that they really do help so many people. Fact is, I can’t take SSRIs–I tried once, several years ago when menopause was knocking the holy crap out of me. My doctor at the time put me on an antidepressant, hoping to help me stop crying, which I was pretty…