E is for Eek!

Every evening energy eventually escapes...enter exhaustion! Last night was no different. I thought briefly about today's letter...Easter eggs! Easy...except...Did that choice live up to my expectations? We haven't even decorated ours yet, so there would have been no enjoyable evidence of our [eventual] elegant eggs.

I waited until this morning to give E any further thought. It would have helped if I could have gotten the children's song "E Eats Everything", by They Might Be Giants, out of my head. I knew better than to let on to anyone else what I was thinking, or they'd have all joined in for a full on choral jamboree. (And now I have the song stuck in my head again.) Enough excuses!

Before I knew it, I had an extremely long and seemingly endless list. I had to write things down, because lists that exist only in my head are rather elusive these days. I get kind of wrapped up in the excitement and entertainment (or lack thereof) surrounding me. Emotions get enticed to join in, without exception. I encourage myself to escape, to capture the essence of what really matters. But the answer, in my mind? EVERYTHING!

I am eager to be educated as to everyone's eye on this entry!

**Extra: Excessive envelopes? (They all came yesterday from the bank )**