LIFE LEAVES ME TOTALLY CONFUSED.

Sunday morning is here. I opened the front door. "I" and I both peering out. Snow still lies on the ground but slowly some of it is melting. The air was cold but not the icy blast of some days last week. "I" stood quietly, just staring into the darkness. "Don't you want to go out," I asked? She walked away, towards the bedroom. Some mornings she looks out into the darkened yard as if to say. "No way I'm going out there." I shut the door. I guess we'll wait till daylight to open it again

I was weary by the end of the day yesterday. Just plain worn out. Sometimes just trying to figure people and situations out can leave me totally confused. Just when I think I have it all straight, something or someone throws a monkey wrench in it. It leaves me wondering if everyone thinks they are the only one living on this planet. Duh! There's a whole bunch of us running around here just trying to do our best.

If I only thought I could handle it I would take a vow of silence. I can hear the shouts going up now, Praise "The Lord". You'll notice I said if I thought I could handle it. Anyone who has ever met me knows talking is like breathing to me,. Always going on but I would be much better off I could stay silent. It seems like that will be the only way I will ever be capable of staying out of the dog house with someone or somebody.

I got up yesterday thinking this is going to be a great day. I had coffee and then the world started waking up around me. It went down hill from there. I don't remember my Mother telling me that I don't play well with others but she should have. Because I don't seem to be able to handle that well at all. I'm thinking a cave somewhere if I knew there would be no Bats or Bears. I don't think I would play well with them either.

A cave by a creek. I'd have a little garden and only come to town once a month or so. Maybe I could communicate with animals better than I do people. I use to think I was a people person. NOT!!!! I realize at this late date I have been fooling myself for years. If I can't find a safe cave maybe a travel trailer down by the creek. But I would need two trailers as I would need one for my clothes and shoes. I guess a old river rat wouldn't need many clothes. But regardless of how weary I get from the chaos of people I'm not sure I could give up my clothes for anything.

So this coming week I am going to try and not talk much. If you should see me and I am only nodding my head and not speaking to you. You will know why. Because If I do speak I will probably only irratate you. So we will both be better off if I don't talk at all. There seems to be logic in this thinking. Don't you agree? I'm going to give it a shot anyway. So here's to the coming week. One of almost silence. I'm laughing. I'll sure need luck on this one. Keeping my mouth shut.

I'm at the corner of Blogland again. My words such as they were released once again. The snow is slowly melting here too. I see lights in the one store window. There hasn't been any since Christmas. I move closer and peer in. It's lighted Valentimne hearts, awwww. There's love here in Blogland somewhere. How sweet. I turn towards home, kicking the slush as I walk. I have heard it said, "Love makes the world go round." I'm not sure about that after yesterday. Oh well, one more day I'm outta here.