JB and I had a delightful night out at a local Mexican restaurant with our friends Barney and Norma. I sometimes forget that I have the ability to actually leave my Happy Chair and pretend to be a fully functioning adult human that wears mascara and a bra a proper shoes...so it was nice to be reminded of that.
Today I am going to do a few small household chores, send Lovey to the Martins for provisions, do a little planning in my Erin, and stitch stitch stitch. Maynia has my little hampster wheel spinning, and I am trying to figure out a way to participate without throwing myself into a tantrum by not reaching goals and deadlines. I'm hung up on the number 31...thinking that the only proper way for me to "win" is 31 of something, but that already sets me up for failure since I know there are days in the 31 that I will not feel well enough to play.
Hmmm...methinks I need to break out the WD-40, grease that little wheel up, and get it spinning faster.
The sun is shining and the birds are sweetly tweeting today (even if I can't see them here at CS2). Oh, how I miss the view that once was from the Happy Chair:
But now I suppose I should be grateful for the new one and stop mourning what once was:
(Lovey has bed head and is not keen to share photos of it, so I will obey (for once) and not overshare.)
(But I do find it endearing that he has a gorgeous head of hair and is quite vain about it...just like my dear dad was.)
So that's the Sunday musings from Yours Truly, Dearies. I hope that your very own day is exactly what you want it to be. Come tell me...blah blah blah.