Today was the best kind of workday. It was payday and
it was a paid vacation day. Or, stay-cation day. Because, you know. It ranks as a successful day on multiple fronts including zero dollars spent.
The weather was sunny and warm and beautiful. Windows
were opened and time was spent outside. There was frolicking with the neighbor
dog, Harley. She is still a young thing, but 45 pounds of playful. Moose and
Winston were ignoring her and she looked sad, so I ran sprints along the
fence line with her. It was fun to have a workout partner for that invigorating full two minutes and I didn’t have a heart attack so it was all good.
There was trimming of branches from a neighbor tree
overhanging onto my shed roof. It was comical when I couldn’t figure out how
to operate the folding ladder bought at a yard sale several years ago, stored
in the shed and not touched since. I managed to get it into an unhelpful M shape, but the neighbor guy came to the rescue and got it into an A shape.
Turns out the trick was setting it on its side and stepping on the stupid button
that releases the bendy parts, and once I knew that, I was able to fold it again
when done.
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| Bleeding Hearts! |
There was time spent reading a book on the deck. An
actual book – made of paper with pages. It’s a Mitch Albom book (“The Magic Strings
of Frankie Presto”) and it’s got great storytelling and short chapters, which
is how I like books to be. There was flower cutting from the Bleeding Heart plant
growing a bit out of control at the front door.
Indoor fun included starting a puzzle and too much
TV. The Xfinity “Watchathon Week” ends on the 17th so the clock
is ticking on finishing The Handmaid’s Tale and Billions and
probably some other shows I didn’t think of yet. Unlike the way the pups
ignored next-door Harley, Moose was super extra shrill and barky with me most
of the afternoon. There are times with him where deafness would be a blessing.
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| Does a healthy lunch cancel a junk food supper? |
Food choices were carefree and on the fly. Breakfast
was matzo brie (scrambled eggs with busted up matzo cracker) and coffee (of
course), lunch was a massive and colorful salad. There was almost a proper dinner
delivery of a seafood platter or an extra cheese pizza but when I couldn’t decide
between the two, it seemed a clear signal I didn’t really want either. That’s
when the dinner pendulum swung to the choices of a ten-year-old and it was sea
salt potato chips with caramel swirl ice cream (together in a bowl) for the
win.
The tornado watch that popped up on my weather app, Next
Door app, and Facebook feed prompted moving the deck chairs from the open deck
to the front enclosed porch to minimize the potential airborne object count. So far
no tornado, which is good news, but the thunder is rolling in.
No plans for the weekend (no surprise there) so it will
probably be, as a couple colleagues call it, “MOTS” – more of the same. Which
is fine, because this all feels rather leisurely and comfortable. I could get used to this.
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