…and the bills are paid. Everything else is gravy.
I was feeling a bit out of sorts. Like some holiday blues were out to get me down. Home alone and all that. I was invited to dinner at two different friend’s homes. It felt uncomfortable. I declined. Then my back got all jacked up and I could barely stand up much less drive.
This morning I was remembering how Thanksgiving week would be the start of a long drawn out drinking season. It would go all the way to my birthday in January. Phew! I’m glad that’s not still going on! Actually I’m pretty sure I would be dead by now. Now here it is the eve of my seventieth birthday!! I never expected that to happen.
So here I am sitting in my cozy room looking out at the park. The coffee has gone cold. Puzzles are done. Reading and writing by hand are done. There is a loose list of possibilities for the day. Put on some music or the radio. Get on the mat first thing. Rehab the back and stretch a bit.
The clouds have moved out. There is blue sky and sunshine. The air is cold. Heat is hissing up in the clanky old radiators. One possibility is a walk. Bundle up and walk. Go see if the coyote is around. Check on the lake. See what there is to notice and gather.
Nothing is wrong. Everything is unfolding in divine right order. At least right here right now. The big big issues of the day are too much for me to resolve. There is some comfort in noticing that a great many more capable citizens are noticing and acting. There is a rumble of thunder out there in the land. I’m watching.
Okay, enough of this on and on. Cleared some cobwebs now it’s time to move.
Take good care. ☮️🙏🏻🦋
Spinster Life 