Came upstairs, fixed a coffee and started to knit. I never did look at my horoscope today, but I am fairly certain under creativity it said "horrid, run, avoid at all costs!" I had 4 more rows on that set of wristers and was luckily able to finish.
My sweet hubby heard my meltdown, knew that I was loosing it, saw that even though there were fluffy clouds the temperature was in the high sixties and it was looking like a motorcycle kind of day.
Quickly getting dressed, getting ready to head outside and we heard it... rain! Where did that come from? Seriously? This day was not getting better! Three frustrating hours fighting with quilting, the slowest 4 rows known to man trying to finish a wrister, I was simply feeling so stressed and the tension was outrageous! My arms, neck, back were so tight that I wanted to cry and now it was raining?! Yep... pretty sure it was time to crawl in bed and cry.
|Yep there are several buildings over there...|
Bumming around Barnes and Nobles for a bit, looking for a few books (they had none of them - disappointing - par for the path of the day) and browsing magazines (hoping to recharge those creative juices - yep - no luck!) we strolled outside to see what appeared to be a beautiful spring day minus anything green! Temps had hit the 70's, rain was gone, the only thing left to remind us of the mess was an incredibly strong wind.
|An hour later...|
Hubby was all over it, like a duck on a June bug as he says. Taking us directly home and getting out the motorcycle. He was determined to restart my day and get it back on track. I love this man!! He always senses these things, he has a sixth sense where I am concerned and he manages to find the missing piece and put the puzzle back together.
I have to admit, I was a bit unsure of riding. I knew the storm had passed, but that wind... That was unnerving. Hubby was sure it would be fine and off we went. Hard to believe sunny and warm in the later half of November. It was amazing, absolutely amazing!
Several hours, a couple of incredibly strong Jack n' Cokes and a wander around the flea market later, we ran out of daylight and warmth. It was time to go home. We ended the fun by sitting on our front porch kicking at the leaves (that will wait for another day) loving on our dogs.
|Shhh... he didn't know I was watching him get ready to ride...|
Looking out at the full moon tonight, I know it is all okay!