I guess the holidays at the beginning of the week left fewer days for ordinary weekday activities; it's jarred my inner rhythm.
I've been reading local newspapers and The Atlantic Monthly, and I think it's been bad for my health. Is the world really in such bad shape, about to run out of everything (oil, breathable air, water) and become nuclear wasteland or am I just getting older and more anxious? You don't have to answer that...I've already decided what to do about it, in either case: read more good books, knit more sweaters, water my plants, and stay away from current events, unless there's an election where my vote may count.
Do I hear "stick to your knitting?" "Cultivate your own garden?" Yup.