funk

Last week Steve was having a really hard time connecting with a good friend from S'toon. Mike and his wife are expecting their first child in about 3 weeks. I knew that Steve had today off so I suggested he take the day and go to S'toon to spend some time with Mike before life got really busy for everyone.

That was before last night when I kinda slipped into a funk, before having a really crummy sleep and waking up to a sore back. Before Matthias started screaming at Callah, who kept ramming her baby stroller into his chair, before Rice Krispies somehow magically seem to be falling from the ceiling all over the floor and before I found out that "a day" meant over-night.

Did I mention it's -30 C outside and it's only 9:30 am.?