Morning. Get up, do yoga, take a bath. Feed the dogs. Change out their water. Let them outside.
Fill the Keurig reservoir with water. Plop in a Starbucks K-cup.
Let the dogs back in. Rub sleepy eyes. Try to adjust to morning light. Yawn.
Choose between cereal or oatmeal. Cereal wins out. It’s faster and easier. Living alone gives you those options.
Smile at pink and red tea towels a lovely reader sent me.
Open the blinds. But not too much. There’s never anything next door one would want to look out on. Rather depressing to have neighbors that care so little about things. Ah, but life goes on.
Turn to gaze at pretty tea towels again. Just to shut out the thought of them and their bags of never ending trash.
Be thankful, once again, that you made those curtains that look out over the kitchen sink before foot injury. There will be no sewing for awhile.
Load up that coffee cup with all the essentials. Stir. Head back to the office to answer emails.
The day has officially begun.
Linking to It’s Overflowing.