Ah…it is Saturday. In my life, I cannot understand why it being Saturday makes a difference in my outlook. John is semi-retired and home everyday. Our life is in a very nice place in that regard. But the weekends seem to have a freedom that isn’t apparent on a weekday. I know it is a mindset, but nevertheless it feels nice to lounge around and not look at the many things that need to be done.
While I can wax-exultant about having our Truffle, there is one thing I didn’t discuss and that is the hair. She sheds; she sheds a lot. It seems that I have to wipe down surfaces almost daily to keep the dander from flying. Truffle is worth it, but on the weekends I take a break from cleaning the hair surfaces within our family room. This doesn’t really sound like a big deal, but perceived (by me) dirty tables bug the heck out of me. I must clean them.
So, with all that in mind, I am heading to my easy chair to read my book.
Happy Saturday.
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