There’s a few errands I should be running today
But it’s the first day in ages that it’s not freezing . . . or snowing . . .
And I don’t have the heart to call her inside when she’s enjoying sunning herself on the deck . . .
So the errands can wait
Spending a quiet night at home.
Binge watching Blue Bloods.
Listening to the dogs snore.
Not a bad way to celebrate.
Watching Charlie Brown
Sending Christmas cards
Single girl life is ssooo exciting
There about a hundred things I should be doing . . .
Sending out Christmas cards . . .
Decorating the tree . . .
Going out shopping . . .
But I’m happily sitting here with Millie asleep on my feet and listening to Rocky snore.
Everything can wait a bit.
Random thoughts . . .
It takes an hour to peel 8 lbs of potatoes for Thanksgiving dinner for 20 people.
I’m supposed to do a 5k in the morning. It’s supposed to be cold with wind chills in the teens. Ugh
When your Mom says you have to bring your Christmas list to Thanksgiving dinner or you don’t eat – you get your list ready!
Listening to Rocky snore is way more comforting than I ever imagined.
Tuesday means a visit to The Homestead. Visit with Mom and the siblings with dessert. There’s always dessert.
Tuesday’s are always better than Monday.
I love fall. I love the cooler temperatures. I love watching the leaves change color. I love Halloween. I love Thanksgiving.
I don’t like the time change. I don’t like that it’s dark when I go to work and when I get off work at night (okay, not now that I work at a school but every other job I ever had it was dark when I went home). I don’t like that the dogs can’t comprehend the concept and their schedules (and mine) are off until they adjust.
The part about it getting dark earlier is what makes being alone so hard. During the spring and the summer, I’m outside doing things a lot later and I don’t notice it as much. During the fall and the winter, I’m inside earlier and it seems like the evenings drag on forever. Yes, I have more time to work on my stitching or catching up on my reading or the TV shows I like . . . but it’s times like that when Prince Charming’s absence is (for lack of a better word) painful . . . We snuggled on the couch and watched TV. He asked me questions about the cross stitch project I was working on. We cooked dinner together and did the dishes together . . . now all stuff I do by myself now . . .
How many days until spring?