Blondie & Bafflement

Dear John,

 

The cat was on the floor when I got home, so either he stayed off the bookcases or figured out how to get down. Either one is good.

 

There isn't much going on - good day at work, sunny and mid-70s today, nothing happening. I just feel a bit sad this evening. There's no particular reason for it, other than you not being here. Something hurts somewhere, that's all. Facebook went offline a few minutes ago - the world is probably in the throes of despair.

 

So, to cheer myself up, I have this to show you. I saw it last week, a day after I heard the song on the radio. Besides making me laugh, it reminds me of you. (And no, that's not what's making me laugh.)

 

I remember the first time you took me through Troy, and I saw my first roundabout. I was completely baffled and rather alarmed. I had no idea what you and the other drivers were doing. You'd grown up with roundabouts, and couldn't imagine what my problem was. (It wasn't the only time that happened.) I got used to them, and now I rather like them. But this picture shows roundabouts pretty much the way they used to look to me. Really, I'm better now!

 

I'll get to bed soon and I'll be over whatever this is in the morning. If you'd come and cuddle with me, I'd get over it tonight!

 

Love you so, so much,

Joan.