My weekly blog will be short today for several reasons. One, I don’t have much to write about and two, I really need to clean house, go to the grocery store, do laundry, clean house, work on my novel, take the dog to the doggie park (a first if we actually go), work in the yard, cook myself a decent meal, exercise on my Wii, clean house some more, and somehow squeeze in a nap. And since I’m a morning person, I’ll have about two and a half hours to do it all except for the nap. I never take naps in the morning. I have too much to do.
If you are a detailed-type reader, you’ll question what time did I get up this morning that only leaves me two and a half hours before afternoon? A bit of a personal question, I think, but a fair one and one I’m embarrassed to answer. My little dog, Shelby, is a morning activist as well so she woke me around 7:20. Sleeping in on Saturdays and Sundays is a treat for me so I tried to ignore her. It’s hard though when your closed eyelids are being tickled by doggie kisses.
Once up, I had my usual morning routine: make coffee, get the morning newspaper, feed the dog, drink the coffee, and read the newspaper. Then I make my breakfast and read the newspaper some more. On weekends, I manage to sneak in a load of laundry into the washer and a short walk with the dog before I get busy. Remember I’m a morning person.
I’m really motivated this morning to clean house though. A friend with whom I was going to spend Saturday doing Halloween crafts thought she’d locked herself out of her house. This sent me into a panic because my house is in such a mess. I lucked out when she remembered the keypad entrance to her garage. She’s one of those who have those forever neat-and-clean houses. Hum. I just realized that I’ve never had a friend who is a house-slob. What does that say about me? That I’m a morning person who simply does not have long enough mornings? Makes sense since I can’t be the only messy housekeeper in the world. Can I? Or maybe I just have good taste in selecting my friends? All three answers are correct.
The blinds have been opened to let in the cheerful morning sunshine that exposes the dust and dog hair, the oldies-but-goodies music I’ve turned on is making my toes want to dance and now I have only two hours left so…… watch out dust bunnies, here I come. Unless I decide to dance to the music instead. It is a beautiful morning, you know, and life is short.