A depressing way to start a post. Are we kidding ourselves, spinning a little ditty in the hope it will morph in some magical manner to truth?

Now, now. No reason this shouldn't be a good week whatever my ultimate attitude. I spent quite a bit of time yesterday finishing up the conversion of all of my Dykes on Bikes pages to Rien's new design (new, as in going on two years old). I now need to go through the remaining photographs and check the year the picture was taken to be sure they're accurate. Most are, some are not, and I want them to be right before I post them to artandlife. This is a sign I'm re-engaging again, voluntarily filling the day with what I personally (at least) consider to be useful stuff finding satisfaction with the results. Believe me, this is good. Many “How to be Happy in Six Easy Steps” books agree with me on this.

Oh, and an admission of a, well, dumb as a post moment, but a moment, like the artandlife progress, that suggests the direction is good. First, the dumb as a post aspect. How long have I been sleeping with the headboard of my bed butted up against the long (no windows or closet doors cut into it) bedroom wall? I have two sets of windows taking up the wall next to it and, since the balconies on the building next door are but ten feet away, I keep the curtains closed effectively making these windows into a curtained wall just like the blank wall with the bed. Why not move the bed so that headboard butts against the curtained window wall and free up the now sans bed long wall for hanging more framed pictures and (maybe) an additional dresser? Why should it take me four years to think of this? Habit? Sloth? Lack of imagination? All of the above?

Still, the bed has been moved (I told you Sunday was a productive day) and, although I've not decided yet if this will lend itself to a good night's sleep, it's done and excitement has been brought back into the bedroom.

I'm not certain that's what people mean by “bringing excitement back into the bedroom”.

Now, now. At my age we go with what we've got. Interesting how much dust can accumulate under a bed over the course of four years, though. How many small cat toys can accumulate. But that's a subject for another post one day when I become desperate for a subject.