Musings from the Laundromat: Wagging and still breathing edition
Awoke to Butters wagging and breathing near me. I don’t think she gets the concept of ‘weekend’. That’s ok. I needed to be up early to get to the laundromat.
Waggy/breathy is now home and I am the only one here at the ‘place of laundry musings.’
I slept well. Much thanks to my bosses who bought me a pillow top mattress cover and uber comfy pillow for my birthday. I think maybe they were over my response to “How are you?” Asked each morning being – “Tired!”
Today, it is my birthday.
Time has FLOWN!
Time has also dipped and swooped and sometimes hung comfortably riding a current.
I didn’t get that ‘It’s my birthday feeling’ today. You remember when we were kids and could barely sleep the day before? Like our own personal Christmas Eve? Long gone are those days. Or, ‘eves’ I should say.
And this morning – all I could think was that I didn’t want to get out of my comfy bed.
But out I am and will be joining my parents for brunch later.
Then grocery shopping.
I put everything off yesterday as I did a Netflix marathon of season 4 ”Call the Midwife’. I crawled out of my nest a couple of times to fetch sustenance – then back to my OH so comfy bed.
So here I sit and I’m sipping a cup of coffee, even though I’ve given coffee up, because my laundry lady makes a 1/2 pot just for me.
Bless her heart.
And feeling very grateful to still be on the planet.
Oh, on my way out … As I held the door for waggy/breathy, I spotted the sun shining on my sweet Nannie.
I think she was saying, “Happy Birthday ‘Manda”
Have a great day Soupers!