gloomy

The sky looks flat today, a pale color between white and gray without a cloud to be seen through the window. It’s not gray like rain is coming, though it has rained intermittently throughout the day, casting dampness over our Sunday. The sky is simply devoid of flashes of sunshine that always make me feel happier and more productive.

My girl told me she watched a video about productivity to try to motivate herself a little, and all it did was motivate her to be productive tomorrow. I know that feeling on Sundays, especially gloomy Sundays like this one, where everything feels like it would be better suited to be done tomorrow. We played a goofy game for distraction, but ended up laughing more than playing, and we abandoned it as quickly as I abandoned most of my task list for the day.

The things I’ve done so far today are small. A little laundry, but not all of it. A little organizing, but definitely not much. A grocery order I’ll pick up later.

I need to pack for a couple nights away with friends, but I’m dragging my feet, though I put together a packing list for Dylan. We’re excited to go, but I’m slightly sad to be splitting our family, only a few weeks after getting Abbey back with us after her summer dance program. I sleep better when we’re all together under one roof, whether it’s ours or someone else’s, so I know I’ll toss and turn while gone. Truthfully, I haven’t been sleeping well lately, so I guess it won’t feel all that different.

Gloomy.

Maybe it’s not just the weather. Maybe it’s in my head more than I’d like to admit. I’ll look for some sunshine, but I’m not sure I’m going to get to that until tomorrow.