This is my first time linking up with a Slice of Life story, and I don't mind telling you that I'm just a bit intimidated. The butterflies-in-the-stomach feeling helps me to understand how my students feel when they sit staring at a blank piece of paper trying to look thoughtful.
I'm thankful to the folks at twowritingteachers.org for hosting this weekly link-up.
Her tail lashes. Her teeth gnash and chatter. When the frustration is too great, she stalks around the kitchen with tail high and emits a frustrated muffled meow that is almost more like a squawk. What has Sparrow so aggravated? Leaves. Blowing leaves. On the deck. Where she can't get at them. They're her nemesis.
Each fall, Sparrow spends hours staring out at the back deck. Today she stared at me with bright green eyes and mutely pleaded with me to DO SOMETHING about the leaves.
Eventually she got fed up and relieved her feelings with a long nap in the recliner. She'll tackle the leaf problem another day.
Sometimes that's all we can do with problems (both the real problems and the imagined ones). We need to take a break and let them be for awhile, then come back to grapple with them another day.