Sunny day, improving spirits all round; three loads of laundry hanging on the line, thereby ensuring that my pile of things to iron remains huge; complete bath and hair wash for my beloved, during which time I spilled a basin of soapy water on the lounge floor, thereby underlining the fortuitousness of the absence of carpeting in our home; a decent lunch; far too much coffee; far too much novel-writing, all of which will result in a very pleasant night’s sleep.
That is it. Less than one hundred words including my name, and no picture!
What a nerve!
I love it, Allison! 😉
I think it’s something deeper….the reason everything you say delights me. It’s more than the just under the surface irony and two heads talking tone. It’s more than being surprised with twists and words. It’s more than images and the taste of dirt.
Some day I’ll figure it out. For now Wondering feels good.
A good day, indeed!
I can’t help but comment that it does not take much to make me enjoy a good night’s sleep. 😉
A feeling of deep satisfaction and contentment for many jobs well done. Halo well polished. Time to cut down on the ironing though. No Putzis in Portugal (as far as I know).
I always have a sense of having done just a smidgin more than half of everything that needs doing – and that is without even considering the ironing. It keeps me busy, anyway.