Some Will Say
I wish I could sit down and write more. The times I feel like writing are generally when I am nowhere near a pad & paper, or near a computer.
I am making an effort to write more - both on here and in my physical journal. Have thought about doing a "blog" but am unsure about the idea of people reading it, commenting on it, etc. This feels safer.
Year two of marriage and things are going fairly well. Not that I have anything to compare it to. Saturday was a day in Heaven. Overcast, grey day with no plans. Slept in. Walked to our favourite breakfast place, walked home & promptly got into our comfy clothes to settle in on the couch for a day of Netflix. The only interruption we had was a surprise visit from my Aunt (from TO) who was in town for a wedding and on her way home. It was a shirt but sweet visit. Afterwards we resumed our 'dozing' positions on the couch and contemplated food. Take-out from our favourite Indian restaurant. Pure bliss.
Sometimes we get so busy we forget to take time for US. Saturday was a splendid celebration, and well needed down-time.
I am making an effort to write more - both on here and in my physical journal. Have thought about doing a "blog" but am unsure about the idea of people reading it, commenting on it, etc. This feels safer.
Year two of marriage and things are going fairly well. Not that I have anything to compare it to. Saturday was a day in Heaven. Overcast, grey day with no plans. Slept in. Walked to our favourite breakfast place, walked home & promptly got into our comfy clothes to settle in on the couch for a day of Netflix. The only interruption we had was a surprise visit from my Aunt (from TO) who was in town for a wedding and on her way home. It was a shirt but sweet visit. Afterwards we resumed our 'dozing' positions on the couch and contemplated food. Take-out from our favourite Indian restaurant. Pure bliss.
Sometimes we get so busy we forget to take time for US. Saturday was a splendid celebration, and well needed down-time.