All kinds of things distract me these days. I'm physically tired all the time, mentally foggy, emotionally drained, spiritually blank. I told collinsmom that if 70% of life is just showing up, then I guess I'm earning a passing grade, but I can't claim much more than that.
But, "there ain't no discharge in this war," so I soldier on.
Cuthbert has been demanding attention all day; Sassafras has been feeling OK, but she seems as listless as I feel most of the time. We all just kind of hang around each other. They are a great comfort to me.
Time for bed soon. Must be up betimes.
*SI-NAUMS = South Indiana (Chapter of the) National Association of United Methodist Scouters