It’s a grey day in my part of Maryland and it’s been raining off and on all night, tapering down to a steady drizzle at the moment.
George is wet and has been out walking this morning with my husband, who walks in all weather. Sometimes I wish I could be more like him.
But then I get over it.
I’m nice and dry inside, in my favorite jeans, listening to The Coffeehouse on the XM Radio, channel 848 for those of you who have DirecTV, like I do.
Around me, George’s doggie toys lie strewn about, and the peeling paint above the fireplace is beginning to drive me mad. The couch in my living room has seen better days and is badly needing to be replaced.
Let’s turn this whole thing around.
Around me, it’s nice to see doggie toys strewn about. There’s a beautiful, faithful dog who lives here and he makes us happy. The paint is peeling on the fireplace and today, I’m just going to look the other way. Our couch has seen better days but I’m glad to have something to sit on.
There. That’s much better. Enjoy your Sunday, my friends. I have some toys to pick up.
Until tomorrrow . . .