I should be sanding walls. I should be preparing kits for my upcoming journal class at Paper Cowgirl. I should be editing photos for Beth Anderson to print her brochure. I should be pulling weeds. I should be leaving for yoga class right now.I should be cooking dinner. I should be taking down the clothes on the line. I should be shaving my legs....NOT! No way. But instead I walk around in some sort of funk, bumping into walls and projects like a lost marble in a pinball machine. Maybe it's the full moon.Maybe I am really hungry. Or what I really think it is, my son is on a secret mission for The Army, and I don't like it one bit. He calls to chat a bit before leaving. He is calm. Just something routine. This is his job, he loves his job. He does NOT love The Army, but he LOVES scuba diving and being under or near the water. So I love that he loves this. I am just saying that I hate the war and wish each and every single one of our soldiers could come home, RIGHT NOW. So there. I said it. Now maybe I will go shave my legs...NOT! But what I will do is light another candle, finish my laundry and go get dirty in the weeds.