I woke on wednesday morning to warmth on my back and face. the first was soft, furry and purring, the second was.... SUNSHINE !!! rejoice oh my soul it's spring, pack away the winter woollies, discard the leg warmers, shake out the shorts, plant the pansies.... then i extended a leg from under the duvet, oh my goodness it was cold.
A typical April day followed. between 6.30 a.m. and 6.30 p.m. we had sunshine, rain, hail, more sunshine, wind and snow.... SNOW !! the central heating and my cardigan have been dancing the foxtrot, slow-slow-quick-quick-slow, on-on-off-off-on, and the poor cat can't decide if he wants in-in-out-out-in.
As we travel this adventure called life the only constant we can guarantee is that we change. when i think of the many iterations of the jeni universe it feels as though a succession of personalities decided to take up residence in this body and live vicariously through my consciousness, sharing headspace for a while then moving on when a new inhabitant gazumped the tenancy. looking back some of these tenants feel like total strangers to me and, to be honest, there are one or two i intensely dislike and am mightily relieved they didn't decide to stay as house guests permanently.
Of course if you exchange the word changeability for adaptability a negative trait becomes a survival mechanism, an evolutionary advantage. as Darwin didn't say but should have, apparently it's one of the internet's most widespread misattributions....
"It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent. it is the one most adaptable to change."
That's ok then.... i'll live till i'm a hundred !!!