Another Saturday evening post that forgot itself until Sunday is still just as good. Mail is feeling fun again. Obligatory mail never is but Pamela and Jenny and Anna and the rest of y'all taught me/remind that one's mail mojo is never lost. It might wear different a disguise is all. I've learned too, that when more pressing matters claim front and center, well . . . Like Cynthia suggested, one might want to take a season off. Define your own season.
I've been sending my Aunt Annie mail lately. I include photographs of happy times with the short letters. She often forgets to call but she tells me she enjoys the mail when I call to check in with her almost every day. I believe people afflicted with Alzheimer's might benefit from letters and photographs. They help them remember. I'd send her forget-me-nots too, if I knew how to draw them. Being sad after one of our conversations takes a lot from my days, so I need to remember to do better. Sadness that lingers too often turns into depression, and there's more to loving my aunt than that.
The fact that I thoroughly dislike my new High Back Super Mesh Office Chair is to blame for less desk time. I hate this chair. Is the word hate too strong? No matter, I thoroughly dislike it so much that I asked JC if he'd tossed my old one. I want it back. This new one makes me sick. It makes me cough, my nose runs and burns, my skin burns, my ears and eyes are especially sensitive as well. The thing is covered with two sheets and it still makes me miserable. Even the leather parts stink. No wonder I spend more time outdoors! I get it!
Time to medicate. But I'll be back. Jenny from another block taught me something new! So it'll be time to share! You won't believe what I did!
Enjoy your evening!