Something literally had to hit me on the head to get me out of my self-induced miserable funk.
Albeit a leaf.
It's not how hard you get smacked with sense, but how much of an impact it leaves.
I had taken the puppies out for a pee-break when a huge yellow leaf landed on my head. A chuckle and a glance around and low-and-behold, it was a GORGEOUS Autumn afternoon. I had let it slip past me for a few weeks now. Not today.
I had a couple of hours to take off of my work day today, so that instant became that time off for me.
I grabbed my camera and just me and our greyhound Proud strolled down the driveway and into the comforting breeze as leaves danced along the street.
We went for about 25 or 30 minutes, taking a pause on a bench at an old schoolhouse on the hill to "talk." Well, he went "roo, roooooo, roo" and I blabbed while I scratched his ears.
It was perfect.
The company was great (Roo!) and the foliage is still lovely here.
And I just love my Proud Man.