It's Monday. I live in BFE Ohio. It's rainy. And I'm inexplicably super tired.
So because it was "Fall Break" this past weekend? Everyone I see asks questions like:
How was your weekend? (or)
How was your break? (or)
How's it going?
And I have a big problem with wanting to be honest in these innocent unimportant interactions. I don't want to say Fine! or Great! when I feel like its Monday; I live in nowheresville; I'm middle aged; and it's Rainy.
The truth is the weekend was full of beautiful moments. An anthropologically interesting outing to the local high school football game and an unexpected entanglement with a local relgious teenage tailgate. (I brought beer. I had the "wrong" idea about what kind of event I was coming to.) A hilarious bowling outing with the kids. A nice night out at a new bar with an old friend. A revitalizing long run through woods, fields, industrial ruin and an interesting downwardly mobile neighborhood. Ate some good food. Laughed with my kids. Bought Halloween costumes.
But I don't FEEL like saying Fine! or Great! or Nice! when it's raining and I'm tired and I really need another cuppa (though I'm denying myself the pleasure.
It's quite a dilemma.