Posted by jammerlich on April 22, 2007, at 13:09:13
In reply to Weekends are hard for me-long, posted by LlurpsieNoodle on April 21, 2007, at 17:37:49
Oh, Ms. Noodle, I'm sorry weekends are so hard. They're hard for me, too. Do you think maybe it's because they're supposed to be the "good" days of the week when you do fun stuff....and we don't have fun stuff to do? Sometimes I think that's it, but this weekend is sort of throwing my theory for a loop. Maybe it's more that we have a hard time recognizing fun stuff when we see it right now?
I'm busy and I'm still hating it....in fact, I'm pissed because there is so much to do. I went out of town yesterday to see "Wicked". Have you seen it? I know it runs where you are. Then spent the night with a friend, drove home this morning and will be leaving shortly to take a friend on an errand out of town. I'd rather be in bed (in my own slovenly pig-sty), hiding.
Do you think our mood is written all over us? You know, because the bus driver made you smile? I stopped at a Starbucks on the way home this morning. After the guy took my order, he asked, "Has it been a good one so far?" I said, "Uh huh." I'm sure it wasn't convincing becuase there were 6 or 7 people waiting in front of me, but he made my grande non-fat Chai latte first and said, "It looks like you could use this," as he handed it to me. When I got to my car, I cried. What is it about the kindness of a complete stranger that can be so moving?
Did I read somewhere that you have 2 feline companions now? Somewhere along the way I must have missed the acquisition of the second. One of my kitties purrs very loudly. I love to lie down, with her on my stomach. I close my eyes, start petting her, and my body relaxes to the rhythm of her motor. Cats can be magic.
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