I am now one of those weird folks who walk around the store aisles humming. I catch myself occasionally, but don’t stop.

At the Co-op checkout I noticed three pails of fresh flowers and grabbed two fistfuls of bright yellow daffodils, one for Grandma and one for me. It was past 5 o’clock though when we pulled away from the curb in front of the store, and I didn’t want to disturb Grandma at her supper, which is served at 5. Instead I wrapped the cut ends of the stems in a wet paper towel and laid them in the mail catcher on Grandma’s door, as a surprise.

Had a good, long sleep last night and still didn’t really want to get up, said to myself as usual while still laying in bed, “Ah, another wonderful day,” but figuratively rolled my eyes and added “Yeah, right, who are you trying to kid.” I don’t know what’s the matter with me. Woke up cranky.

I got out of bed, folded some laundry, came up for coffee, went down and watched Coronation Street(during commercials reading Once Upon a Tomb), then came up again and was about to sit here and read my email when Scott called me to the kitchen to look at his plans for making a particular set of kitchen cabinets workable at Golden Grain Farm. Then I made a big breakfast for the two of us, since the boys had already eaten, and did dishes.

There is a migraine trying to happen. I think that’s what my problem is.