Lazy Days

There are days when I wake up, still in that hazy half dream state, and I forget my life is different now. My mind wanders to what I need to do; meal plan, (what wine and cheese do I need for Saturday, do I have enough tequilla for fajita Friday, what about bacon for Sunday brunch?) projects I'm working on, errands to be run; these things make me happy. Then I become fully awake, and it feels strange that there is absolutly nothing that I have to do. That was my morning. I also thought it was Friday.

Yesterday I celebrated St Patricks Day by going out for a beer (Irish red ale) and listening to LIVE MUSIC. It felt so right and the closest thing to normal in a year.

On a positive note, just a few hours after posting about my lack of stimus money, I got an email stating that money had been put into my bank account, so Im computer shopping!








I was going through my jewelry and found both my and my mothers wedding ring. I hadn't had mine on in 25 years, having preferred my moms vintage one. Now neither appeals to me.





"The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it." -Henry David Thoreau