The word for me today is vacillate. I was woken early, still dark outside and tried to go back to sleep. No luck. Then I did it, looked on the phone for the forecast of weather. Trump’s wall building pops up, then a blurb about our Wyoming government employee (representing?) us saying a complete (what I would call an old boy joke) to a group of high school students, embarrassing all citizens of this state, then as I thought I can’t stand this, I’m helpless to change anything, what’s this (United? States) coming to feeling washes over me and I just want to put the covers over my head and not come out, ever.
I check the email and get: picture of a black t-shirt with “depressed as f—” written on it. I had to laugh. So well timed. And it’s only 23degrees Fahrenheit, but the sun is coming out. I can not get back to sleep, so check FB for any new pictures of the kids. I find a Twitter excerpt my oldest put on about baseball and have to share it, since my last post was about baseball being boring. This is definitely not boring.