What a nasty day. Roads are flooded all over town. Our rental house is flooded. Shannon is over there trying to pump out the water. Our house is fine, thankfully, but it looks like a river is running through our backyard. The day has fit my mood perfectly. I had a rough morning. Sometimes it's not the past I'm grieving, but the future. Just not knowing at this point whether or not it's safe for us to try again and feeling in my gut that that's exactly the case. It's awful.
To get my mind out of the gutter, I got up and rearranged the furniture in two of our bedrooms. I eventually had to stop because I couldn't move the treadmill by myself, despite trying to do so. I would love to do laundry, but the washer is broken - still - but hopefully it will be fixed sometime this week. I may just go bake a big batch of brownies. That usually cures any bad mood. :)