The sun is streaming in the window as I type.
My head is aching.
Thankfully they make medicine for that.
I accidentally knocked my my hot brown rice cereal, topped with walnuts and dried cranberries, all over the office floor. During the mopping up I concluded the floor had not been washed in a very long time.
I broke my favourite burgundy bowl.
It fit in my cupped hands just perfectly.
I did however, go make more cereal.
The dogs didn't know what to make of my clean up dance.
They haven't come into the office since.
Here's a photo of the happy wretches.
They have begun to be terrific playmates.
They race around the house at breakneck speed,
going wherever the chase takes them.
I was sitting on the couch last night, minding my own business,
when their chase included running right across my chest
as if it was a turn in the Indy 500.
I protested but they were long gone.
They make me smile.
Smiling is good.