Blaming it on the rain

I know I'm a couple of posts behind in meeting my "post every day" resolution. And I'm sorry about that. I just haven't had a lot to say over the last week or so.

I knew I was in trouble when I actually considered writing about the fact that I'd smacked my head really hard Monday night on the mantel over my fireplace -- I mean, really hard, like to the point that everything sort of went black around the edges and I heard a CRACK! noise on impact and thought to myself, "Oh. I'm going to pass out." But didn't.

See? Not the most interesting subject matter.

I'm wondering if it's the rain -- we have just been socked in with it lately, and since we so desperately need both rainfall and snowpack in the Sierra, I am trying not to whine. I think the darkened skies, constant dripping, nasty driving conditions and general lack of interaction with the world outside are getting to me a little, though.

We're supposed to have a few days' break until the next system comes through on Saturday, so we'll see, I suppose.