perspective

I can't decide: was yesterday just a really boring day in my life, or was it an ok day but wherever I am in my hormonal/emotional cycle made it seem more blah?
I suppose my continuing to not do (or have done) a bunch of useful things around the house con tributes to this feeling of non-accomplishment grayness, as well.
Plus a less-than-ideal amount of sleep for a couple of days doesn't help, either.

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Anticipation

Today was to have been the first of about 20 weekly veggie pickups (I have a share in a local organic farm; this is my 3rd summer.). Unfortunately, due to the weather, which is apparently cooler than usual, enough that it affects the growing cycle, the first pickup will be next Tuesday instead. On the other hand, they're going to try to tack on another week in October, so in the end, it balances. (And the Jewish calendar is cooperating this year, so autumn Tuesdays are not difficult.)

Next week I forsee being inundated with leaves, lettuce and otherwise: salads in my future, definitely.

Since I'd gotten delivery in Cambridge last year, I decided to do the same thing this year, not really thinking about how a 5-7 pm window for picking up veggies in Central Square might cut into the hanging out with friends at the Diesel... Hrmph.

Mood: predatory thoughts of vegetables mixed with the need to have more people over if I'm to wade through the veggie bounty (no, pheromone, not veggie booty.... :-)