The SAD thing about the dark days could be real and maybe a little guilt too, I mean, I have no valid reason to leave anything undone. It's not like I'm "too busy" to get to it, I have loads of extra time.... and yet, I definitely don't spend it wise or maybe I should say responsibly.

Yet, for some weird reason that I don't understand, I still seem content the majority of the time. It makes no sense... .and yet that's still the way it is.

I had to come back and add on. I think that is sweet that you have your Gramps table and can sit where he sat. I love things like that. I have a few small items that belonged to my Grandmother, not a chair or table, but a few other smaller things and I have a couple of them in my kitchen. I love seeing them and thinking about her.