Yesterday, we had A DAY. Eli whined for something like eight consecutive hours. Just the same monotone whine, and it's like, child, I know there's something you want, but unfortunately I can't decipher UNNNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHHH. If I didn't figure it out during the first few seconds I doubt I'm going to clue in after 480 minutes. However, you sure get points for consistency.

It was beautiful outside, and there was no need to be crabby. I could have packed us up and gone somewhere for an outing. A change of scene would probably have been good for both of us. But where would we go? We walk the same old route around our neighbourhood nearly every day, and it gets boring. We could have gone to the mall to have a look around, but it's a 25+ minute drive there and back, and I'd get suckered into buying stuff we don't really need and spending money I don't want to be spending.

In short, going somewhere would have taken more effort than sitting here listening to UNNNNNNNNHHHHHHHHHHH and stewing in my funk, so I talked myself out of leaving the house.

So we stayed home and wallowed. We sat on the floor and read books and chewed on foam letters. We baked a strawberry rhubarb pie. We listened to music. We whined.

Then we made a list of things to do on days like this, when everything sounds boring and blah and nothing seems like it would be fun. Places to go and alternatives to staring at one another with mirrored expressions of disgust on our faces.

What's your cure for one of those days? When you just don't feel like doing anything, when absolutely nothing sounds like fun, when you cannot wait for bedtime to come but the minutes are absolutely dragging?

(P.S. One of the things on our list is to put accessories on Eli and take his picture. It helped. For sure.)