“When late morning rolls around
and you're feeling a bit out of sorts,
you're probably just a little eleven o'clockish.”
W. the P.
I don't know if it's the weather, or the change of seasons, or the storm fronts barreling through every other day, but that describes, exactly, how I feel today.... eleven o'clockish.
Maybe I should get on to quilting.
That should perk me up and get me out of that eleven o'clockish feeling...
If not, I'll have to try some dark chocolate.
I recently had some dark chocolate that was sprinkled lightly with sea salt.
I'm sure this will cure me,
I'll let you know.
Oh, and thanks, Winnie the Pooh!
I knew there had to be an answer!