A Satisfying Day
When my body gets me up for a potty call at 3:30 in the morning, there is the small chance that sleep may not return. That is what happened to me this morning. I didn’t feel isolated as there were some birds up just as early as me.
I waited until five before I started the coffee pot. My plan for this Monday was to strip both beds and let the laundry begin. The laundry did began with my bedding while the coffee perked. I looked outside and noticed the flag had gotten wrapped around the holder. With shoes slipped on, the red, white and blue billowed in the morning’s breeze. Hmm. I walked up and down the drive several times. The air was great. Checking out the Russian Sage up close and personnel was a treat as the bees were not up yet. By that time there was a bit more traffic. I made one more whip up and down the drive and decided me and my bathrobe were due back in the house for a cup of coffee. I didn’t need anyone phoning in a welfare check for the Grammie out in her nightwear. I took the coffee out to my bedroom porch and watched traffic until it was light enough outside that I could read without turning on a light. I was bidding my time to put on hold the Monday’s laundry.
No. I didn’t whip the bedding right off of the slumbering ole cowboy. I gave Dennis a chance to sleep until he awoke naturally. When he headed out to the patio porch with his coffee, I had his bedding next to the laundry before he had one sip taken from his cup. Sweet.
I piled up fresh bedding as the clothes dryer cranked it out. Our small vacuum has a lot of power and a super long hose. I began vacuuming in my bedroom porch and didn’t quit until the steps down into the studio were done. Ready or not, the dust bunnies were hunted down.
By the time Dennis and I sat down for a noon bite . . . the beds were dressed and the floors were done. While I was doing the Merry Maid stint in the house, Dennis had been trimming back the Snow Ball shrub in the backyard. We both had had a great satisfying morning, and . . . we called it. “Done for the Day.”
Sure enough. After five days the head cold has subsided.
I have had a pan sized pizza in the freezer for some time. Tonight is my night. Dennis is having Progressive soup and a grilled cheese sandwich. Both of us will be happy. Where did Dennis grow up that he doesn’t like pizza?