DOWN. UP. DOWN. THEN MAYBE UP.

You know those days when you just can't get it together? Not like a locking your keys in the car kind of day. Or like a burned dinner smoke alarm becomes your evening music kind of day. More like you just woke up tired, went to work tired, and spent the day a little sad. Now I absolutely have some luxuries as a nanny, one of which is an occasional nap I can sneak in if Little S decides to sleep. I try not to really, since I feel guilty being paid to sleep. So normally I'll fold laundry, or get her lunch ready, or at least check e-mails for something productive. But not today. Because it was one of those days. So I slept and slept. And then I felt better. And the day wasn't so bad, until I remembered how much I missed C. Or how I wish my sister could hurry and come back to Lynchy, and for rehearsals to finally start to get me back on the busy grind. So enough was enough and I sat Scottie in her stroller and we walked down to our favorite cafe a few blocks down. And I had an iced vanilla latte and a cappuccino brownie, and things were good. The sun was out and we were good. 

Maybe it's being a girl, I don't know. Or maybe it's the end of summer blues mixed with a dose of real world worries. Either way that latte got me through. So here's to tomorrow... not being one of those days. Cheers.