365 Days – Day 13

Posted on Aug 22nd, 2010 | 0 comments

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I don’t know what brings such things on…these weird, unpredictable, creepy moods that seem to strike from out of nowhere for no logical reason whatsoever. Yesterday wasn’t a bad day in any way, shape or form. But suddenly, around 8 or 9 pm, I was just overwhelmed with a weird, extremely discomforting restless mood.

Sometimes, I feel like a hamster in a wheel. So many things I want to see, to learn, to experience. So many things I want to be. But only one short lifetime, most of which is spent doing all the things that grownups HAVE to do and so FEW of the things I really WANT to do.

I think Randi’s right…it’s the Mercury Retrograde.

As Sunday comes to a close, I’m feeling only slightly better. Perhaps because I ate a scrumptious homemade cheeseburger for supper. I sat around like a slug a good part of the day feeling sorry for myself because I missed an invitation to go trail riding in the forest, because I have a crappy $20 phone that doesn’t work half the time. I COULD have saddled up my mares and gone trail riding by myself in the weeds near our home where I USUALLY go trail riding, but it seemed more fulfilling to just stay indoors, do laundry and feel sorry for myself. Besides, it was hot outside. I didn’t even lay in the sun. I just didn’t feel like going to the effort of laying in the water. Damn Mercury.

Atticus is most assuredly the slowest learner I’ve ever rehabilitated. He has spent a good part of the last couple of days hanging in his cage on the bird feeder station pole. Today he enjoyed the company of a large clan of young robins. I wish I could have figured out how to incorporate the assistance of the group leader in teaching Atticus to hunt worms and grasshoppers for himself. He’s finally beginning to show just a hint of hunting inclinations. Today, he actually caught and ate 3 worms all by himself! It may have been more than that. I can’t be sure if he caught and ate more or if they just made a getaway and crawled out of the cage. I removed the paper towel from the bottom of his cage and replaced it with grass, and threw the worms in the grass, along with some corn. Have I mentioned that Atticus loves grass? And apparently, the Sports page of the Herald-Journal…