I woke this morning to the knowledge that there was absolutely nowhere I had to be, absolutely nothing I had to do (beyond the standard quotidian chores that keep the wheels on) and absolutely nobody I had to talk to. Yesterday was busy. Tomorrow will be busy. For once, today is just a day. No geriatric dogs who need their diaper changed, no horses that need to be fed, no trips to town, no overdue correspondence. Can’t even work on the bedroom while the floor finish cures.
Later today when it warms up a bit I’ll bake bread, but by now I can do that on autopilot. It’s a chore but not a burden.
I dressed in my favorite BDU trous and hoodie. This morning LB and I will take a nice leisurely walk for the first time in what seems like weeks, since there’s noplace that needs to be rushed to. There’s still yard debris from the building and painting, maybe if the wind behaves itself I’ll do a clean-up pass. Maybe I’ll haul some lumber to where the firewood operation will commence once that new Honda generator arrives.
Or maybe I’ll just dig into this big box of old books my visitor left me, and let the world outside my window go to hell in its own way.
“…and let the world outside my window go to hell in its own way.” That option gets my vote.
“I woke this morning to the knowledge that there was absolutely nowhere I had to be, absolutely nothing I had to do (beyond the standard quotidian chores that keep the wheels on) and absolutely nobody I had to talk to.”
Ahhh. Sheer heaven.
Joel,
back in the day when I made a respectable wage, when I had to address stupid questions, I had weekends off. I would hide out in Western MD, and carefully plan my dialogue for the local diner, being polite and courteous, a generous tipper, but limited myself in verbal contact for the treat of ‘bought breakfast’
Never got it below eleven syllables.
By the way, I need to read more – had to look up “quotidian”, therefore;
Challenge: find a word to replace the “my pants have to keep my balls covered or they’re of no use as pants” from a prior post…
Good Luck!
QHM
Just kidding, Joel.