antidote

this morning was rapidly shaping up to be one of those that simply refuse to fit. woke up late, had to go skittering out of the house with wet hair (always a smart thing to do when the weather authority is predicting six inches of snow before the end of the day), feeling a bit icksome and acutely aware that Boy gets on a plane to san diego tonight (and while i feel better knowing he will be in good hands, i remain in a constant state of le sigh at the prospect of his absence for five days).

basically, one of those days where you just get the feeling that the only sensible thing to do would be to pull the sheets over your head and not leave your home under any circumstances.

but, leave my home i did (there is still some work to be done here, after all), braving the freezing cold and the icy streets. time came to kiss Boy goodbye and wish him safe journey; as we're in the midst of doing this, a man walks past us and calls out just loud enough to hear, "now that's what makes the world go round."

i took that as a sign that things were going to get better.