random truths – Day 1,070 (Monday) – holiday of rest

Today was a holiday and it had been looked forward to since the last one in January. Like so many of my holidays, there were no plans. A few things were accomplished, but on a normal non-holiday weekend, they would have all been done on Sunday, so this wasn’t anything great or ambitious or extraordinary.

Winston at rest.

Trash and recycling went out to the curb. The bountiful crop of dog poop interspersed with bunny poop was harvested from the front yard. The chicken bone broth started on Sunday was finished off into a soup of chicken, rice, and veggies that was so delicious two bowls were eaten for lunch. Laundry was washed, dried, and folded. 

There is a list of  things to be done has not been addressed for weeks. Locate the suitcases in the attic and choose one to use or replace. Try on everything in the closet and dresser and conduct the long overdue purge. Go through the stuff in the spare room and donate the things that will never be used by me. Research the locations of the textile and shoe recycling collections that, according to the postcard from the Waste Management department, are located “throughout the city” in order to deal with the box of broken shoes. Take off the chipped nail polish. Mostly boring stuff.

Instead of addressing the many, many tasks, I followed Winston’s lead. New Amsterdam streamed from Netflix, and boy, am I learning a lot about hospitals, or at least the public hospital depicted in the show. Win and I lounged on the couch. We are soulmates in sloth-like behavior. No wonder we get along so well.