Hmmm

It's funny. We go through rather sullen periods where for whatever reason we force ourselves to be happy. We can kid ourselves into thinking that our current project or outing with the family is fun, only to return home, feeling empty and sad when we take off that feeble excuse for a mask.

Then, out of absolutely nowhere you find yourself smiling at the mounting yardwork, genuinely laughing at the randomness of the day, and making plans again.

And the very best part is that you can't even find that silly mask you were hiding behind.

I gotta say that it doesn't hurt living with little people who make homemade slingshots and fire at close range. Worry not, the swimming goggles will protect all! Haha