Well, the optimism of the first part of this year has faded into restlessness. I'm frustrated and itching for something - but I don't know what. Maybe it's that I've been sick for the last 3 weeks or more. I'm feeling claustrophobic, confined. I just want to break out, break free. Maybe winter has just gone on long enough. I need a good cry. Actually, I think I need a good fight! But Hubby won't fight with me. He just walks away. Do you know how aggravating that is?
I don't even know how to end this post. So, let's just say it's done.
Wanna fight about it?
Restless in the Garden City.
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