I feel boring, oh so boring
I feel boring and stupid and dull,
and so boring,
that there really isn’t anything to tell.*
I could tell you what I’ve done in the last couple of days but with the exception of taking my granddaughter to the opera family day last weekend, there wasn’t anything of interest.
Adrina got her face painted
Played some instruments
Dressed up like a pirate at the interactive costume booth
and made a lot of strange crafty things with glue and ribbon and glitter. Lots of glitter. My car is now all sparkly inside and I’m seeing a few glints here and there around the house too.
There’s still some residual glitter at the opera too. Even in the costume shop office.
How can life be so dull when there’s glitter everywhere?
*with apologies to Leonard Bernstein and Steven Sondheim