Wet Wednesday

Rain, rain go away,
Come again another day...

Feeling kind of waterlogged here. Really, it's been cold and drizzly for days. Know what that means? My yardwork to-do list is gathering dust. And, I can see the weeds growing in our flowerbeds.

But you know what? I'm not perturbed a bit by Mother Nature's antics. Not today, anyway.

Acceptance, that's what I'm feeling. It's such a small thing, this weedy sogginess. And, it alleviates any guilt I'd be feeling for ignoring the weeds in favor of...

Drum roll, please!

...writing!

Yes, that's right. I did it, I actually did it. I began something new--in a full-on, committed way. The first page was the hardest but now that I'm deep into Chapter 2 I'm fine.

I worried I'd forgotten how to write. Now it seems a silly, embarrassing admission but there you have it. The unvarnished truth.

Kind of pleased by the raindrops, now that I think of it. Come on, weeds, make yourselves at home this afternoon. I'm writing, and don't give a fig what you're doing!

What about you? Any plans for this sweet Wednesday?