beautiful day

For a change, the skies are as blue as my cat's eyes. I've looked at mud-gray skies for so many days, I've forgotten that blue was possible. Yesterday the skies were certainly heavily overcast. It felt like walking around underneath an Army blanket.

When I was a child, many of my relatives had been in the military, so there were a lot of itchy wool Army blankets in the family. They were warm, admittedly, but the color and texture were depressing. It's doubtful that that's the reason I so dislike gloomy days, since many people without that family history also dislike gloomy days. Is there anything that color that is cheerful? When people are sad and say they feel blue, maybe they should say they feel gray instead. Blue can be really uplifting and cheerful. My father, my husband, and one of my sons have/had blue eyes, so what's not to like? About the only really depressing blue is that stone-gray blue, and even then, comfy denim is that color sometimes.

I'm still exhausted after the long day I had yesterday. And the work won't end for several more days. Spouse is already worried about my being able to handle the drive from here to the city where I'm graduating, Columbia, Missouri. I do get tired driving. I feel as if I have to be vigilant every second, or else disaster will occur. If there were only someone to travel with me! Spouse is driving the old LeSabre, so we need to travel kind of in tandem, in case Bessie doesn't like the long drive. But he seems less worried that Bessie will give out than that I will give out. I'll be fine, though, if the weather is okay. Even driving at night, unless it's raining, I see well enough.

The work awaits, so I'd better get started. I might turn my desk around so I can see out the window today while I grade. It may be the last blue sky I see for awhile. Dr. S.