Everyday is Exactly the Same

I have a routine everyday. But lately, its gotten quite old, and even a bit depressing.

I wake up, eat breakfast, go to work, come home, change my clothes, eat some dinner, head over to the house to take care of the lawn. Granted, some days it's a little different, for the past month, this is what I have been doing.

I come to this empty house...

Doing this....

Until the I'm done watering the lawn. I actually enjoyed it at first, because I could have my own personal time, and catch up on a few good reads. However, lately, that house makes me sad. A lot sad. It still smells like us. There are no Bodies to greet me when I come through the door. There are no Nestles barking at me out back when I move the sprinklers.

This is how I feel about all of this...

Sadly, it's no exaggeration. That house makes me so sad. It needs to go away. I keep telling myself that it's fine. That I'll be fine. But how many times do I have to keep reassuring myself before it actually "feels" fine??  I know I'm well past a hundred. Sigh...

Life.

Sorry to depress you but, despite how I may act, my life isn't always sunshine and rainbows. And that's the truth.

This blog post is definitely lacking sunshine and rainbows.

Meh.