Random Sunday Thoughts
A novel idea is letting my 4 year old cat sleep on my unmade bed. Usually I ask her to find another place to rest while I create an illusion of a neat and orderly house. I'm slow to care about an unmade bed today. After all who is going to tell me to make it? I stayed up until midnight last night. It was well worth it to say the least. I slept until 0700 this morning. So I'm a few hours behind my normal OCD list of chores. Life goes on, and the chores will get done, I'm sure. No feathers will be ruffled by actually enjoying my day. The truth is I'm a rare bird in that I prefer dark. I get so much more accomplished before the rest of the world wakes up. I'm happier at the store when I'm one of few early in the morning rather than one of 10,000 at noon. Gasp! I don't think I've become my mother yet, but if I am headed that direction I'm probably becoming more like my father.
Enjoy!