I've been feeling blue the past few days...detached and unmotivated. Last night I talked to BH about my worry that depression was back. Did I mention that BH is a problem solver?
Last night, while I slept, "Hello Kitty" invaded our house. Hiding by the lamp, under the flowerpots, next to the stove, by my toothbrush were tiny little Hello Kitty figures.
Like an Easter egg hunt, I turned the house upside down finding hidden kitties in nooks and corners. Each kitty brought a smile to my face.
My husband told me later today that because I was sad, he had called in the 'Kitty Brigade' to cheer me up...and really, who wouldn't feel happy with a kitty brigade in the house?