N is for Nothing

I am nothing if not honest.  And to be perfectly honest, I can think of nothing to write about today.   I did have a few ideas, like for instance Nostradamus.  I was fascinated by him when I was a young adult and I would scour his quatrains every time an earth shaking event happened.  I have to admit some of what he wrote was pretty spooky but writing about it second hand doesn't have the same punch as actually reading the verses.  And I thought about nesting because after all, it is spring.  Every year after the grime of winter melts away I get inspired.  I feel the need to spruce up my house, wash windows, change the furniture around and do generally domestic things that I avoid like the plague the rest of the year.  I also considered nails (as in salon).   Most of the time my nails are short, unpainted and my cuticles look like a muskrat gnawed on them.  One trip to the salon could change all that but then I wouldn't want to do all that inspired house cleaning for fear of breaking a nail.  So I guess I'm back to nothing.  Oh well, tomorrow is another day and I already have some great ideas for the letter "O".