In a Fog

I woke up this morning in a severe brain fog, which usually vanishes after a cup of bulletproof coffee.  When I left for my morning walk, I was in a different fog.  The sun was climbing higher in the sky at 8 a.m., but the scenery was awash in the morning’s fog, so that my walk was not greeted by the sun’s rays and I could barely make out the beautiful reds, yellows, purple, pink and white flowers that line the parkway in our neighborhood.

I hope/pray that these two events aren’t a predictor of my day, because I need to get on with “fixing” some “widgets” or “plugins” for my blog.  Something isn’t working the way I want and I need a clear path to correct it.  I know you’ve seen it and it drives me crazy that I haven’t figured it out yet.

Isn’t that the way is usually works; you have a plan for the day and something like a brain fog gets you off to a rocky start.  Well, I did sleep in.  Not really, because I slept very little during the night–maybe a couple of hours.  Maybe a good breakfast will get me going.  Has to be gluten free toast, egg cooked in coconut oil and grass fed cow butter.  Could I sneak in a teaspoon of that delicious peach jam my son gave me for mother’s day?

I’ll let you know how it goes later.