I have the day off, which automatically does wonders for a day’s appearance. I like that part about having a job. I enjoy it, love the people I work with, even work from home, but it’s not a calling, so despite all the positives about it, a day off still feels a treat and said job stays firmly rooted to the desk in the other room. I’ll miss that if I ever retire, but my dad said he continued to wake at 4 am but would just go to the bathroom and then chuckle his way back to bed, so I suppose one just finds their jollies elsewhere.
I also like a day off during the week when I can be alone. It feels more completely off. When he’s here I’m just bombarded by his noise. The TV, the phone conversations, the needs and expectations. He’s just there, just living, and he even tries to give me my space, but we don’t match so when we’re together, I feel the need to conform to him. It’s not like I walk around grumbling and hissing at him or anything - I just go downstairs - but it’s extra nice to have today where I don’t have to think about where he is in the house and what he’s doing and what he’s expecting of me so keeping an eye on the time I take for myself. Hence long pointless ramble. 😆
We’re having the loveliest spring so far. I was terribly worried about drought and fires since we’d had so little snow and got off to a dry start, but April showers were true to form and my world is that lush glowing green of a springtime that woke up on the right side of the bed. The old shrub outside the door that I love ridiculously hasn’t fared well over the last couple of dry years, despite my attempts to keep it watered, and last year its leaves were tiny. I always loved its leaves. Raindrops sit on them and shine like little drops of molten silver. Something about the texture I spose.
Last year many of the branches got no leaves at all. This year, there are still quite a few bare branches but the leaves are a little bigger and fuller and happy looking. It warms my heart. ☺️ Yesterday it rained steadily all day, what my dad would call a nice soaker, and everyone in the meeting was complaining about how gloomy it was. I was mean and pointed out how beautiful and green everything was. 🤭 I know. Not the way to make friends. But old Mr. Shrub out there is happy and the birds just sound ecstatic and we haven’t had a burn warning in weeks. ❤️❤️❤️ The sun is shining today, and the sky is that pure clean Crayola sky blue. No dirty haze, no muffled off-color shadowy light. The yard looks like a yard and not a field of skinny matchsticks stuck in the ground. Today is a gift. Kane and I will be spending the afternoon outside. We’ll see if we can walk down the trail a bit. He’s losing control of his back legs now and I’m afraid our days are numbered, but he can still walk a little ways and I think he’d like to go check on his trees. 😆
So that’s it. Just a long bit of inconsequential thoughts in an unremarkable life. If you’ve read this far…I’m sorry. 😂🤗 Have a wonderful weekend!
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