Even though the sun was shining when I woke up, and when I fell asleep again, and when I woke up the second time, it's been cloudy and raining most of the day.
A migraine has been sneaking around the back of my neck and I've been doing my best to shoo it away...asking for a neckrub from Anders who obliged even though he'd just played hockey and his hands were sore, and taking 2 ibuprofin and then 2 again awhile later when the migraine got cockier, and drinking water and then pepsi max in case it was caffeine withdrawal.
Nothing seems to really work, although the pills are at least holding it mostly at bay.
I can feel it just waiting for me to let my guard down. If it were a cat, it would be crouching with its rear in the air, wiggling ever so slightly, ears pointed straight forward and gazed pinned to the back of my neck.
Did some desultory cleaning, work on the AWC directory, reading, communing with the fish. Beta likes it when we come sit by the fishtank. He swims right over and plumps up his fins and sort of dances back and forth. He doesn't zip away if you put a finger to the glass, even if you tap it. We're down to 5 neon tetras from our original 10, of whom at least 2 were eaten. We also lost our 2nd algae-eater after only a few days. There was no lack of algae this time and he seemed like he was adjusting, so we don't know what happened.
Standing by the window and watching the rain polka-dot the porch and darken the grass, I'm startled by the abrupt flight of a pheasant from the farmyard to our yard; he barely clears the ditch, one straggly tailfeather hanging down like a tether. He looks around for a moment, then disappears behind the playhouse.
It's a quiet day, but I'm heading into town to meet some of the girls for dinner and a movie at 7. I don't know what we're going to see. I hope it's something good since I so rarely get to the movies. I don't even know what's out in the Swedish theaters. Please let there be something I'm willing to pay money to see.