Overnight the weather turned cold. This morning, when I opened one eye about 6:30, it was headed toward sunny. By 9:00 a.m. it was dark as night, and I went around switching on lights for cheer, cancelled church plans, and settled down for an inside day. By evening, it's been a long day, and I would have welcomed company, distraction, whatever. (That does not include the dog peeing on the rug when I turned my back for a minute!)
There's something about a gloomy day that gives you a sense of inertia. This morning I thought I didn't have the energy to do anything except sit and read a book. I did actually get things done today--small household chores, some cooking, some computer work. And yes, I read and napped. Part of my inertia comes from not having a project and being uncertain about starting revisions on my second novel until I hear from the publisher. I think I'll take the plunge and begin on it anyway. I have several things on hold--the chili manuscript is at the publisher waiting for a verdict, I can't start making real marketing efforts for my mystery until I get the cover (and it isn't smart to start too early and run out of steam before the pub date but my plans are already made), and there's that second novel. When I face it, it's always easier to start reading someone else's novel.
I did fix myself a good meal tonight. Central Market sells ground lamb patties with mint and feta in them--absolutely delicious. I made four sliders out of one patty, and only ate one of the four. I suppose if you don't have Central Market, you could mix that up yourself--my mint is already profuse. I grilled some eggplant, just brushing it with a mix of olive oil, garlic, salt and pepper, and dried basil (my basil is on the porch waiting to be put into its summer pot--today wasn't a day for porch gardening). I made a corn, black bean, hearts of palm salad and threw in a little green cabbage, seasoned it with lime and olive oil, salt and pepper. When I plated it, I added some hummus. A really good meal, and the lamb will make great leftovers.
Tonight it is still gloomy although we've had no rain beyond a good soaking this morning. But it's cold--about 50. I dug out a sweatshirt. May isn't supposed to be this cold. High of 54 toimorrow. I have cancelled an appointment to get Scooby his summer haircut.
I feel like signing myself Judy, the recluse, but since I had such a lovely evening last night, with lots of friends and new people I met, I guess that doesn't fit. Back to that mystery I'm reading.