More to the point: I *can’t* keep calm when the Cardinals are on
I did not mindlessly consume food and beer watching that game last night. I drank a bunch of fruit-infused water while I fretted over that insane melange that was the Cards vs. Packers and alternately wished for time to speed up or stop, alternately.
Paradoxically, I *have* figured out how to make time stop: commit to doing something every day and also commit to writing about it. January is taking bleeping forever.
In anticipation that February will actually appear at some point, I am considering what I’ll do every day, write about, and then complain about. Any ideas?
What the heck is she doing now?
© E. Stocking Evans 2016
Mom, Interrupted 
Since you live in warm AZ, how about writing about signs of spring. It will give the rest of us hope that spring will eventually arrive…Not to mention, it is a positive and happy nature thing, at least for me. Although, I enjoy hearing about your ups and downs of life. It really makes my ups and down seem normal.