GREY OR GRAY?

Because I wanted to use grey (or gray) in the title.  And I've just never known how to spell that word.  So I googled it.  And both ways are correct.   The spelling grey is most often used in the UK, and gray is used in the US.  Unless it's a person's name.  And of course Earl Grey tea.    I've often said that the longest relationship I ever had with a man was with a delightful old British gentleman named Earl Grey!   And actually, that's true!  Me and Earl.  Every single morning.  Anyway. . . . . . .


It's been a gray week. (I guess I'll use the American version.)


I have been blogging for nearly 3 years now.  And in rereading the entries, the thing I notice is that I have a pretty amazing life.  Retirement could not possibly be better.  And even though I haven't written daily, or even weekly during some times, in general I have outlined a remarkably carefree life.  Some of that is that I'm just lucky.  Some of that is that I'm committed to happiness.   Hence the Plan B philosophy.  And the habit of framing my thinking to focus on what is present in my life instead of what is missing.  And that's been a habit to practice and refine, and I've got it down pretty well.


But this week was a challenge.  I guess one week out of three years is not bad.


Being sick, for me, is miserable.  I was hoping to get to choir last night.  No deal.  I was hoping to get to La Cage aux Folles tonight.  No deal.  I was hoping to work out at least three times.  No deal.  All right.  Minor disappointments at best.  But disappointing never the less.  


So gray, gray, gray all the way around.  A couple of ice storms thrown in for good measure.  An "adult" decision made which would have been more fun to ignore. . .no details coming on that one.  But again. . . .gray.


So, sorry about that, blog-wise.   On the sunnier side of life, which I'm sure I will be able to embrace in the near future,  the house progress is impressive.  Although it does not lend itself to pictures yet, I ended the day today by seeing the flooring completed in the living room/kitchen/den.  And it looks fabulous.  And Michael and Lainey, the floor guys, are great.  They also do ceramic tile which might come in handy for a couple of additional ideas I have, once the gray has cleared out of my head.  


So onward and upward.  Concentrating on what is present in my life instead of what is missing.  Because when you get right down to it, nothing is missing.  Nobody on the planet is more fortunate than I am.


Pictures should be forthcoming in the next few days.  Not sure how the IPhone will translate inside the house.  Wish I knew a professional photographer!  But I will do my best, all by myself.  It's the way I roll.