Rainy Monday morning

...and when I say "rainy," I mean torrential downpour. It's been raining hard and steadily for the hour that I've been awake. There is little less encouraging for the freeway commuter than hard-falling rain.

I was supposed to be productive this weekend. Mostly what I was, when I wasn't being the steward of a feline or sociably engaged, was vegetative. I just couldn't wrap my head around the many things that I need to get done. I also had a holiday anxiety attack, in that Chanukah starts far sooner than usual, and I'm nowhere near done with Chanukah shopping, mainly for my brother. I ran out last night and got a little done; more to be done today after work.

This year, with its trauma and grief and, yes, wonder and delights, has flown. I'm still not ready for the holidays--and yet Thanksgiving is Thursday. Gee.

Today's Modern Girl Lamentations plus SQUIRREL!

1) Why why why do I subject myself to the comments sections of news items? They're only a confirmation that one should despair of the general population.

2) How is it possible for a modern mall not to have a bookseller? I mean, I know it's possible and the evidence is before my eyes, but it makes me unspeakably sad that there's not even a token bookstall in the hallways.

SQUIRREL: Have you seen shirt.woot.com's Chanukah Happiness page? Omigod, it makes me squee with delight!