I can’t help how many foolish posts I have in a row. Some Mondays I can only manage a Middle-aged Musing Monday.
You know, I go around calling myself middle-aged or an old lady, but I don’t think I have really internalized what that means. For example, yesterday I went running, walked my dog, mowed the lawn with a non-power mower, did some work around the house, ran around to four different stores and did a few other less overtly physical chores. Then I got up at 3:30 this morning. And I’m surprised that I’m tired.
Other people seem to have plenty of energy to do everything they want to do. Or do they? Perhaps they just spend less time complaining about how tired they are. Perhaps they are too tired to complain and I misinterpret their silence. How much energy does complaining take anyways? I’m thinking not much, because I can almost always manage a great deal.
In order to stop complaining, I will muse about something positive. I absolutely LOVE tea. I am sipping a cup of hot oolong now and it is improving my quality of life by leaps and bounds. It is not giving me enough energy to, for example, finish my container garden or even finish the blog post I started to write about it. For heavens’ sake, it’s a cup of tea, not a miracle.
I end this post with a question, perhaps of the half-baked philosophical type: is “by leaps and bounds” a cliche or an idiomatic expression?
Mohawk Valley Girl 
I learned an enormous life lesson from this post: For heaven’s sake ,it’s a cup of tea (coffee in my case) not a miracle.
I wish I’d know that years ago. I don’t have the energy to move from this chair and I guess I can’t count on the cup of coffee in my hand to do it for me. 😉
Sometimes you just need to stay in that chair for a while. Thanks for commenting.
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