The Storm Front

I just experienced the most glorious thing: a storm came through and cooled the world down to a tolerable level. . .

So I'm wondering what wonderful analogy could be drawn from this. That there might be a cool front at the end of this journey I have set upon? Nah, too obvious and trite.

I'm screwed. Jared tried to teach me some basic photoshop stuff that was supposedly easy, and I was a sucky pupil. I just don't have the natural inquisition necessary to dive into that program and learn it. The menus, layers and pop-out thingees overstimulate my pea brain. I need to force myself to learn it every day. . .but then some of this lazy fun that I've been having will have to go.

And good news: no anxiety this week! No "Monday blahs" on Tuesday either, which is grand. Actually, I haven't had a spell for a while, but it is summer and I am on a reduced schedule. Maybe the analogy could be that I'm dealing with life on fewer meds, and therefore experiencing a calm after the storm?

I'm crossing my fingers.