Blah days.

It's a blah day here. The weather is icky. My mood is icky. 

I'm working on good things. Or at least trying to rephrase as good things. 

I had thought that the rain would melt the snow. And it has. In places. Not on my slippery driveway. Now I'm hopeful that maybe the snow will cover the ice that is bound to form and make it less slick. See ... hopeful. 

It's just generalized funk. 

I feel like the Peanuts character Pigpen with his floating cloud of dust. Except mine is sadness.