My mind wanders

It’s Monday – actually it’s Tuesday but since I haven’t been to bed yet, it still feels like Monday to me.  Long days, Mondays.  I am not a morning person, not by any means.  Getting up at 7 a.m. is brutal for me.   Mondays and Wednesdays, I get up at 7, to be at school by 9:30, to teach students who are no more awake than I am.   It’s not my idea of a good time.

Two more early mornings and then I’m done with that till Fall.  Happy happy joy joy


Max and I took a walk tonight when I got home from work.  He had been inside all day, and he was quite filled with energy.  It was quite the brisk walk.   Then we did laundry and ran errands and made supper and he’s asleep – and I’m still awake, but barely.  

I sat at the kitchen table on Saturday, reading my Finance text book. drinking a cup of tea, looking out the back door towards the field.   There’s some candy cane phlox on the bank – it appeared from nowhere last year and returned with a sort of “surprise!  here I am!” this year.   I’m considering covering that whole bank with it.   Anyway.  I was thinking……….as I put off reading Finance……….about when I was 17 and went to college for the first time.  I dreamed of a home of my own, of sitting in my kitchen with a cup of tea and a book, with someone who would love me and cherish me. 

I never really believed in that dream, but I never really stopped believing in it, either.  And it still amazes and astonishes me, every day, that it came true. 


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