Here's the view from my kitchen.
Here's the view from (behind) my front door.
It's damp and drizzly, grey and grim, and I can't take any decently lighted photos of the quilt. And I didn't sleep well. And I can't go out and walk off my case of the grumpies, because it's raining and because I've had a piece of glass embedded in my foot since yesterday night that doesn't want to surface so that I can get it out. And it hurts. And I don't want to have to pay the cost of having to have *#@#* x-rays and a sliced-open foot (and possibly my first accident-related stitches ever - for nearly 50 years I've avoided getting stitches, except in the process of passing a human being through my body or having cancer excised from it, and I don't want to start the habit now).
And I screwed up that skein of Audacious while setting it, and in order to even attempt to salvage it, I would have to get a microwave oven. Something that, along with a cell phone, I've avoided for decades.**
And, And, AND...
Maybe I should go back to bed.
** Yes, I'm a dinosaur. So what? Children love dinosaurs...