My coffee this morning is particularily delicious. I love, love, love, Dulce de Leche creamer. It’s theBEST.
Sometimes, I feel like I give too much of myself to people. I reveal too much.
I hate days when the inbox is stagnant. I love emails from friends. They cheer me and make my heart happy for brief moments in time. Do I need to get a life?
Birds are one of my favorite animals….I love to see them in my yard. Every day, I try to throw out stale bread for them. Today, I went the extra mile. I filled up the broken bird feeder and set it on the grass by the willow tree. I hope they appreciate the extra treat today. The damn seagulls are chasing away the sweet black birds. It’s the black birds I really love.
Last night I had a dream we were moving into a lovely old house. I discovered the basement late in the dream. It was glorious with 10 finished rooms, one better than the other. The possibilities of what I could do with each of those rooms is endless…one especially for an art studio. I was so excited when I was sleeping!
I am getting tired of people calling me and asking me to do stuff for them. When I think about it, I don’t really ask anyone for anything. This past Thursday at 8pm a person I don’t hear from very much called me and asked me if I could type up their resume for them.
Maybe tomorrow, I said. They never called.
No good deed goes unpunished. Just when I think I’ve done something good for someone, they surprise me by doing something completely out of character and basically slap me in the face. It makes me think twice about doing nice things again. Maybe my perception of what nice is, is distorted. Maybe the problem is with me.
I’m considering going back to school to begin a whole new chapter of my life. My husband has given me encouragement to go back and start. He’s never done this before. It’s like I’ve entered a room with the freshest of air and all of a sudden I can breathe much clearer. Silly, I know, but that’s how it feels to me. I’m excited about my new beginnings.
I love the longer summer days. I look out, the suns still shining and then I realize it’s almost 7:30pm. It’s so lovely having long, lazy days to look forward to.
I know, in the near future, this mama bird is going to witness a birdie leave the nest. It’s scary and saddens me, but yet, I know it is the course of nature. The advantage humans have is we continue on relationships with our birdies long after they are gone. I’m sure animals don’t see eachother after they leave. That is very sad to me. I’m glad I’m not a bird.
I have an urge to lie down in the grass and feel the wind in my hair. I want to look up and see the birds and the clouds and breathe in the scent of the outdoors.