1) I have my priorities straight... I have other things to do (like blog), and after all, it's not even April yet!
2) It's late at night. Trust me, anything after 7 pm is too late for anything that requires actual thinking.
3) I don't want to.
Yep. I think that about covers it. No taxes. Maybe tomorrow, but I'm not holding my breath.
I'm listening to the wind, or I was. It's died down momentarily, but I'm sure it'll be back. I love the weather out here. I love the sun, I love the low humidity, I even love the snow and the storms (if I'm not driving in them). I don't love the wind. It sucks your soul. I don't hate it as much as I hate humidity, but it's not my favorite. Last week my sister and I were hanging out on the rim of a volcano (it was extinct) and the wind kept trying to blow us off. Yeah, this was a paved trail about a mile around the rim. I was simultaneously trying to stay on the trail while thinking about if there was any way to simulate it when I'm working with people on their balance (I drew a blank). I would have thought that we were being kinda wimpy about it, but there was another couple there that was being even wimpier, so I felt better about ourselves.
Here's a conversation my sister and I had at the volcano:
Her: "These rocks here seem lighter somehow."
Me: "That's because they're porous."
Her: "No, I think it's because they're more airy."*
So what's on my mind tonight? Clearly not much.
*She claims she meant that there was more space between the rocks. Sure, sure.**
**Okay, I'm sure she did mean that.