Start Now I’m Ready To

Beautiful Topaz.

I haven’t felt much like talking lately, which is a new sensation for me. I don’t know what to say about feeling like I’d rather not, but here we are. So x marks the spot: a few weeks ago, I lost track of my expenses for a week and detonated my checking account. It happens, I guess, but putting it back together brought everything I was doing to a screeching halt. A bag of cat blankets is ready to go to Georg’s, but it’s gathered dust while I waited for enough pennies to pile up in my checking account into shipping dollars. We had our taxes done but couldn’t file them until we paid the accountant. These are not really problems. They’re delays in the normal course of events. Never thought I’d say this, but I’m just about ready for some normal, though I do mean my normal, which usually involves crazy people doing odd things, and cheese.

No one is happier that spring brings open windows and fragrant breezes.

I like cheese.