That's what I keep telling myself anyway. Today, I'm tired and the mullygrubbies have me in their grip. You know how it is: a day that you just can't get enthused about nuthin'. So, what to do? Nothing came to mind that sounded like it would pull me out of the doldrums, so I just cleaned house. (I was sort of hoping that those pesky mullygrubbies would be whisked down the toilet bowl during the cleaning process, but they stubbornly refused to go.)
When the world seems to take on a rather gray tint, I just put my head down and watch my feet take one step and then another. Right now I believe they are attempting to pilot me to the ironing board. Sigh.
In the words of that brilliant Southern lady, Miss Scarlett, "Tomorrow IS another day."
See y'all then............