I don't think well on my feet.

I don't make split decisions. I don't even KNOW what I think at first, which is why I am terrible - useless awful no good - in debates. I need to sit on it for a while, go for a walk and putter around the kitchen, and tomorrow afternoon I'll have an opinion. When it bubbles up it will be good, trust me, but it takes a while for my mind to settle on something.

That bubbling-up period is pretty nebulous. I kind of ... wander around. Stare off. Brian will ask what's on my mind, and I tend to cock my head and just ... blink at him. I don't know yet. I'm going to know. In time, I'm going to be sure of it - whatever "it" is - but ... not yet.

That is where my head is today. Full. Processing.

And my husband, bless his sweet soul, gave me a morning to meander around a quiet house.

The perfect backdrop for my mood.

Hope you have a quiet Sunday, too.