blue

Kind of blue - not sure why. 

Sometimes when Bill or I have to leave the house Enoch stands at the door

with a very sad face. 

I feel like that, looking out, but feeling shut in.

Maybe I feel like this because I have dirty windows...

Or maybe it's because out of the dozen or so squash I planted, one of them died...

Maybe it's because, for a time, my husband and I don't have much to do in the way of callings at church and I'm feeling useless....

Maybe it's because I'm fat....

Or my hair is in constant friz mode...

Could be because I made Clover leave the house yesteday because she wouldn't stop throwing up?  I know, it's not her fault, but after cleaning puke out of the carpet three times I just couldn't deal with it anymore, so I let her outside and she gets hit by a car....

I feel as blue as her leg wrapping.

It could be just a phase - I drift in and out of 'blueness'.

I become kind of reclusive.

I submerge myself into scripture study and prayer, try to put on a happy face for the clan (fake it till ya make it), and wait for it to pass.