Monday was a super gloomy, glum, rainy day. Everything was fine…no particular emergencies or issues…but the downcast weather seemed to have us all feeling pretty tired and undermotivated.
Even Asta spent the better part of the day by the fireplace.
Other than that, the kids both had school, Henry did his usual morning therapy pretty well (if also unmotivated), and Erin and I slogged through a work day.
There are times in this blog where it’s super easy to talk about the goings on of a day because something notable, whether good or bad, happened along the way. This was one of those days that was pretty level and unremarkable, perhaps best noted by the fact that I made a pretty good batch of pesto.
Not my best batch, mind you, but pretty good.
Every day has its victories, and some days it’s pesto. Nothing wrong with that.
