lazy

I woke up this morning feeling achy and brain-foggy and meh ... which could only mean one thing. I went downstairs and announced to my husband, "Guess what? It's going to rain."
He gave me a dubious look as he glanced out the window at the clear blue summer sky.

And now, twelve hours later, as the rain pelts the windows and the thunder grumbles on and on in the distance, I sit here on the futon with my feet up on the table ... the very same position I've been in for the better part of the day. I have no idea why, but my body reacts strongly to changes in air pressure ... clear, high pressure days make me feel energetic and almost giddy, and days when the pressure drops I am lethargic, dispirited, barely unable to string together a coherent thought.

The pressure dropped ... so this is what we have for today's SP ... a summation of my lazy day spent as a human barometer.