Sigh.
Iโm up and down like a yoyo this week. Monday, I was down, like really down, doing one of those yoyo walks along the floor things, more commonly known as Sleeper moves, apparently (or probably). Tuesday, I was up on high, like a Breakaway move, spinning around and being pushed back and forth. Today, Iโm in a grump. The snapped string move. The my yoyoโs over there and my string is here move. The oops, Iโve forgotten my yoyo move.
I donโt know about yoyo though โ itโs more like mojo, yโknow?
My mojoโs a no show.
My yoyo showโs a no go, so a no mojo non-yoyo showโs a big blow. A great big one. Ho ho!
Up and down and round and round.
I know Iโm in a grump. Everything we see around us reflects back to us. Gives us clues as to what we may need to change to move forward in a better direction.
I walked passed a young man this evening on a narrow pavement. He had those white ear plug things rammed inside his ears, and was listening to that tinny essing noise that everyone seems to be enjoying nowadays. Eyes steely forward, he walked towards me. The pavement was too narrow for the two of us to pass, so I stepped to one side. The miserable dude pouted pathetically as he ignored me on his walk by (trout pout, I must add!) and still staring forward, his eyes never altered. I actually thought he was sleepwalking and had painted his eyes on. The worst thing is, I couldnโt even tut loudly due to the essing coming out of his ears. Maybe the noise drowned out his grateful side… or common sense entirely. My, Iโm grumpy.
Anyway, I donโt move to one side for thanks as it stands. Iโm merely being polite.
I went for a walk around the Lake earlier, and as soon as I got there the geese had a huge fight with the heron. I donโt know what caused it, but they made such a ruckus, all of the ducks came quacking over from all directions to see what was going on. It didnโt last long, and then the calm of the Lake returned. Apart from one foghorn leghorn duck who was probably todayโs designated gossip mongerer, repeating the news over and over again as our twenty-four hour news channels do here.
And the weather! What is going on with the weather? The mornings start off cool, like the Sleeper yoyo move, like way down. As the day goes on, the temperatures raise, so much so that in the evening walking outside is like walking into a heated greenhouse. Stuffy. That in turn makes folk feel hot under the collar. Grumpy.
Up and down and round and round.
Ah, well. Iโll be up again tomorrow. You mark my words.
For now, Iโm going to get my Links Page sorted out. Thatโs a complete mess at the moment and I have no idea why. There – all sorted and it looks as good as new!
Iโll finish with a photo of the Lakeโs heron, in quieter timesโฆ
Itโs a bit blurry, but thatโs fitting with todayโs post!
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