Dinner – 100 word challenge & my reasons why

100 words. About dinner . . . 

img_0277They ask the same question every day, “Got any plans for dinner?” They already know the answer. “No.”

It’s not like I want my family to starve, I do feed them every now and again, but you see, I don’t like to cook. I don’t particularly care for eating to honest. If they would invent some supplement to completely take the place of preparing, chewing, ingesting, and digesting food I would buy it in bulk.

I’ve raised four kids and kept a husband fairly well fed, that’s about 27 years of care. Clocking out. Tendering my resignation. Done. Finis.

 

 

 

Check out the 100 Word Challenge on –> Thin Spiral Notebook

I have my reasons . . .

—> My official resignation letter 

–> Don’t Forget The Cup

–> Again?

–> Coffee Does Not Equal Food

–> Shit on a Shingle

Help and Hope While You’re Healing by Christine Carter – review

 

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Reading this book, I felt like I was sitting with a kind, compassionate, wise friend. Christine Carter’s words wrapped round me like a gentle hug. I wish I’d had this book years ago. It’s filled with understanding, wisdom, practical, and hard learned advice perfectly laid out, easy to read, and easy to implement.

She shares her personal experiences with pain and healing, and while my own battles with injuries and illness were and are quite different, I felt like she knew just what I have been through, what I am going through.

The message is simple, you are going to get through this. It isn’t going to be easy, but you will get through it. She reminded me I was human and it was okay to feel everything I feel. She told me it was not only okay, but essential to ask for and be willing to receive help. She even provided me with instructions and lists and gave me a way to organize and prepare when illness or injury strikes again.

Faith and hope and understanding fill the pages. I found myself smiling, nodding along in agreement, wondering why I didn’t think of that! I needed this book. About ten years ago, I was in a terrible auto accident, it altered so much of my life. While I can’t and won’t dwell on what happened, the physical and sometimes emotional toll it took remains.

I fight a daily fight with chronic illness, diabetes and fibromyalgia. Help and Hope While You’re Healing has become my battle buddy. This book isn’t just for those in the midst of healing, it’s for everyone. It should be on your bookshelf, if you or a loved comes to need them, her words will be there waiting like a loyal friend, ready and willing to reach out and help. I can’t think of a better gift to give to someone.

Christine Carter has given a piece of herself to the reader, her truths, her compassion, her empathy, her knowledge, her humor, her faith. She shares the honest truth and shines a ray of hope on what can be a very dark time.

The other day, I woke up in pain, and quite honestly, I was feeling sorry for myself, something I try so hard not to do, and I thought of this book. I decided to give it another read. I gathered my morning necessities – coffee, computer, meds, insulin, and of course, Help and Hope While You’re Healing and set off to settle on the porch for a while. I stopped and looked at all of it, that book sitting there among the very things that so often remind me of my limitations, changed the way I saw them . . .

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To read more of Christine Carter’s inspirational writings, visit her website, The Mom Cafe 

Dream & Dare – Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge

 

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Dare I not, to dream
lest I see your face once more
as it turns away

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I dreamt of flowers
of placing them on your grave
knowing they would wilt

Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge

Ronovan Writes

We’ve Come a Long Way Baby – at least I think we have.

 

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Truth in advertising . . . has there ever been such a thing? I’d like to think we can trust the products and services we spend our hard earned cash on to be and do what we’ve been suckered into believing they are and will.

I’d like to think that, but I most often don’t.

I’m a little on the skeptical side until I try something for myself. The only advertisements I truly believe are those pharmaceutical commercials, the ones touting the benefits of this new medication or that. I can’t be sure the little pills they’re peddling do all they say they will, but I’m fairly certain they are being honest and upfront when they detail the possible side effects. Why lie about anal leakage?

I wonder what future generations will think about the products we advertise today and how we advertise them. I have a few thoughts on the odd, sometimes creepy, sometimes dangerous, adverts from yesteryear. Times and people and products sure have changed . . . right?

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Every woman wants to look better and feel better in the year ahead. Slenderness is the way to health beauty, and fitness. A couple of grammes of amphetamine sulphate taken daily enables you ‘to slim while you do housework’ – surely and safely. The magic powder does more than disperse unwanted fat it purifies and enriches the blood, it tones up the entire system and makes you feel better in health in every way. It even gives you the energy to carry on working throughout the night.

So start taking amphetamines today and make sure of looking and feeling your best in 1940.

Wowza! I can lose weight while I do housework! I could use me a little of this, especially since I enjoy cleaning all day AND all through the night! Hmm . . . I wonder if there’s any pesky side effects? No matter, it’ll tone my system! 

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His home treatment, which cures the patient in the privacy of their own home without the knowledge of anyone, is creating a profound sensation because it is curing the hopeless and those pronounced incurable. For all disease of the mid-quarter, from neck to knee.

Through the magic power of fine, gentle massage – no need for anyone to know. Dr Swift found a way to get ladies to let him feel them up AND pay him for it . . . a profound sensation indeed. 

img_0162So, I cinch myself up in this torturous undergarment and it’s going to make me look better, breath better . . . be better. I am a delicate woman, after all. But how will I know it’s working if there is no sensation whatever when I’m wearing it? Is this legit? Is it really electric? Oh well, I need to be invigorated, here’s my money. 

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What? This is just what I need! I’m suffering,  I have weakness and hysteria, thank goodness for electrification! I’m going to call my Medical Electrician today! Medical Electrician? I wonder if he could take a look at my toaster . . .

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I wasted my charms for years until I splurged and bought the fancy pit juice. 

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Can’t get your kids to take vitamins? Give ’em these healthy donuts instead. By pep and vigor, do you mean sugar high?

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Oh boy . . . Your child is healthy and hearty thanks to vitamin donuts, but now she’s chubby, but don’t fret! Buy Chubbettes! Nothing raises a young girls self esteem more than wearing clothing with the Chubbette label. You want her to fit in, right? You’ll even get this handy booklet, FREE, “Pounds and Personality” to help your chubby angel find happiness. 

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Fact. You can give this sparkling drink to BABIES. So sugar up and carbonate your little one, it’s good for them! Just look at the label!

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This precious 11 month old consumer enjoys his healthy 7-Up, and thanks to this handy tip from the makers of 7-Up, now I know how to get my baby to drink his milk, I just gently add equal parts 7-Up and milk. Perfect. Thank you 7-Up!

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If your child looks at her food like this, you may have given her too many Vitamin Donuts and 7-Up. You may also need the number for good child psychiatrist.

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Arsenic, the safe way to improve your skin.

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Use good deodorant or you’re dumb. Everyone knows B.O. inhibits intelligence. Duh.

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Because nothing says sexy like a prepubescent girl with a teddy bear. Omigosh, was a pedophile running this add campaign?

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I know I always look frickin’ adorable after a hard day of scrubbing and cleaning, but just to be sure, I never forget my PEP vitamins! I wonder if there are amphetamines in these?

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Use Lysol on your lady-bits or your husband will leave you, like a douche. Don’t worry, it’s non-caustic. Great for your floors as well! 

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Is it though? Is that really why they’re happy?

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Hair rental, sounds like a good deal. I mean, it comes with comprehensive repair service so there’s no costly repair bills, and you get free replacement if anything goes wrong. 

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I found some Penicillin in the pantry the other day.

img_0161Oh, so many wonderful choices . . . I just don’t know which one to choose. It says if I cry a little, I’ll get what I want. Maybe if I cry a whole lot, I’ll get two! 

Crazy. That little journey back to yesteryear a little weird. Times have definitely changed!

 

 

Word Nerd – Word of the Day – Ineffable

323 wisdoms, lessons & tips for life

 

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I have an amazing mother; she’s smart and wise and good. She spent her life trying to teach me how to live mine, I think she did a bang-up job, truly.

I’m a mother as well, I’d like to think I’ve done my job in a way that would make her proud. I took what she taught to heart and learned new things along the way, all of which I’ve tried to tried to teach my own children.

I’ve jotted down a little list of things I’ve learned and tried to teach, just a few hundred random bits I thought others might need to know, or be reminded of. Some are simple, some are deep – all important in their own right.

A few things I wanted my children, and YOU, to know ~ 

Wash behind your ears and clean out your belly button, that’s not just something moms and grandmas like to say. Brush your teeth more than once a day. Use breath mints and deodorant. Hold doors open for people, all the people. Step aside to let folks pass. Say please and thank you and yes ma’am and no sir. Don’t be stubborn unless it’s something that really matters.

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Clean your dishes when you’re finished with them. Take small bites, chew slowly. Drink more water than anything else. Don’t interrupt unless you truly have to. Listen with the intent to hear. Agree to disagree. Use your turn signals. Don’t just cross the street when the little green hand flashes, look and look again. Shower regularly.

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If someone’s hungry, feed them if you can. If they’re cold, give them something warm. Tip your waitress and be kind to those who serve you. Smile at cashiers and ask them how their day has been. Say God bless you when someone sneezes. Never judge a book or a person by their cover.

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If you take something off a store shelf and change your mind, put it back where it belongs. Don’t eat in line at a buffet. Change the toilet paper roll when it’s been used up. Don’t take the last of anything unless it’s yours alone to take. Turn off the lights. Unplug what doesn’t need to be plugged in. When you wash your hands turn off the water while you use the soap, don’t waste it.

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Don’t take everything personal. Remember that sometimes people have bad days. Remember not to let your own bad days affect those around you. Go to bed at a decent time and wake up when the sun kisses your forehead. Eat breakfast. Don’t eat when your bored or upset or happy or sad, food is sustenance, not therapy or celebratory award. Exercise. Stand up straight. Keep your fingernails clean. Wash the bottoms of your feet.

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Donate things you no longer want, someone else might need them. Stop when the lights on a school bus flash. Pull over when you hear a siren. Don’t jump to conclusions. Don’t make assumptions. Read. Call your mom and your dad and your grandparents and your siblings as often as you can. Write letters. Take pride in yourself. First impressions really do count.

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Finish what you start. Don’t be afraid to fail. Don’t borrow money, if you do, pay it back as soon as you can. Live within your means. Check your oil and your tire pressure. Keep an umbrella in the car. Be prepared, first aid kit, battery charger, jumper cables, flares, blankets, and flashlights are good things to have in your car.

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Pray. Have faith. Be thankful for your blessings. Don’t do anything you wouldn’t want Jesus or your momma seeing you do. Be humble. Learn things. Be jealous of nothing and no one. Be true to who you are. Be honest. Be kind. Learn from your mistakes and don’t make them twice. Don’t brag. Wear good shoes. Don’t take people for granted. Be thankful for what you have.

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Don’t believe everything you hear, do your own research. Vote. No littering. Recycle and reuse. Don’t check your emails or look at silly things on your phone when you’re with someone else. Don’t chew gum while you’re having a conversation. Learn how to tie a tie. Take lots of pictures. Write memories down. Don’t go to the grocery store hungry.

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Think about how your decisions will affect those around you. Pay your bills on time. Only keep one credit card for emergencies. Don’t let yourself become in debt. Unplug for a while each day. Look at the stars. Watch leaves dance in the wind. Play in the rain. Take vitamins. Respect your elders, your peers, and the younger generations. Be a good example. Treat people the way you want to be treated, even if they don’t seem to deserve it, especially if they don’t seem to deserve it.

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Don’t accept what you find unacceptable just because everyone else has. Do your own thing. Be accommodating, but never let anyone take advantage of you. Say no when you want to say no. Let your actions speak louder than your words. Listen to what the actions of others are saying. Trust your gut. Eat vegetables. Use floss. Don’t be too hard on yourself, but hold yourself accountable. Take responsibility for your actions. Don’t make excuses or place blame somewhere else.

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Think before you speak or do. Fall madly in love. Remember broken hearts heal. Never let anger or sorrow or heartache change who you are. When you fall down, get back up. The past is the past, don’t dwell in it. Try not to waste precious moments with worry. Dream. Try. Do. Never be greedy. Save your silver change all year for something special. Keep a savings account. Get checkups, go to the doctor and dentist and optometrist. Moisturize.

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Sweep under the couch. Don’t eat expired food. Don’t buy more than you need. Fold your clothes and put them away after you wash them. Don’t leave wet towels on the floor. Replace your kitchen sponges often. Don’t get a pet unless you have time to give it. Stay away from artificial sweeteners. Don’t overindulge. Try to find beauty in everything. Let yourself feel everything. Don’t lie, to yourself or to others.

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Forgive. Be the reason someone smiles. Comfort those who need it. Walk away from anyone and anything that can cause you any harm. Get a live plant, don’t forget to water it. Take walks. Sing. Dance. Admit when your wrong. Never be embarrassed or afraid to cry. Say I love you as often as you can. Say what you’re feeling. Ask for help when you need it. Offer help when you can. Park straight. Tell jokes. Laugh often. Be compassionate. Give hugs. Hold hands.

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Don’t try to be perfect, just try. Don’t monopolize conversations. Choose your words wisely. Never take what doesn’t belong to you. Do nice things for no reason. Give without expectation of something in return. Smile at babies. Always let someone know where you’re going to be. Relax. Watch cartoons sometimes. Volunteer. Respect authority. Tuck your face into your elbow when you cough or sneeze. Don’t open bathroom doors without a paper towel. Wash your hands before you eat or make food. Wash your hands after you use the restroom.

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Don’t be too critical of yourself or others. Remember you’re not always going to be right. Make sure your nail clippings go into the trash bin. Say excuse me. Take leaps of faith. Be loyal. Be trustworthy. Trust. Grammar matters. Use commas when you’re writing, trust me, they’re important. Don’t shy away from cameras, be in as many pictures as you can. Mirrors and scales only reveal part of the story. Use your rear view mirrors, check your blind spots. The speed limit exists for a reason.

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Buy regular sized fries. Eat at home more than you go out. Buy things on sale. Practice self control. Don’t act on every impulse or whim you have. Dust things. Snuggle. Compromise. Right wrongs when you can. Lend a helping hand. Give forehead kisses. Say what you mean and mean what you say. Read a poem every now and then. Don’t bite your nails. If you really need to insult someone, use one of Shakespeare’s. Say hello to people passing by.

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Never forget you are loved. You are a child of God. You are wonderful and unique and worthy. Don’t dwell on things too long. Staying angry at someone else, holding on to resentments and grudges gives that person power over you. Don’t give anyone your power. Listen to your parents, no matter how old you are. Don’t buy cheap toilet paper. Support libraries. Spend time in bookstores. Take care of your family. Manners are awesome, use them.

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If you have a question ask it, google it, find an old encyclopedia, but don’t just rely on someone to answer it for you. If you borrow something, return it. Practice patience. Wait your turn. Apologize. Play board games. Change your sheets often. Put your cart back after you unload it. Remember the golden rule. Pack lunches instead of buying one. Compliment others. Don’t compare yourself to others. Don’t lower your standards for anyone. Stop saying “I can’t.”. Accept compliments. No self deprecation.

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Don’t be upset with constrictive criticism. Never take advantage of anyone. Don’t let anyone take advantage of you. Organize. Be confident, never arrogant. It’s better to teach someone how to do something rather than doing it for them. Never ignore your inner voice, unless it’s negative, then change the dialogue. Some people will tell you to put butter on a burn, don’t. Not everyone out there is nice, be nice anyway.

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Don’t look up symptoms you have online, go to the doctor. Get full coverage auto insurance. Have a drink, but don’t get drunk. Always have pencils, pens, scotch tape, screwdrivers, pot holders, paper clips and tissue handy. Chew with your mouth closed. Don’t make promises you can’t keep. Keep the promises you make. Find something you’re passionate about. Don’t change yourself to please others.

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Be a leader, not a follower. Learn new words whenever you can. Sometimes it’s easier to climb the mountains you face than trying to find a way around them. Throw away socks with holes in them. Don’t leave candles unattended. Don’t let fear hold you back, but be aware of your limitations. Do things for yourself. Do what is right, not what is easy. Know when to step in and when to step away. Practice mindfulness.

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Take breaks. Don’t start too many projects at once. Clean your room. Take pride in a job well done. Don’t gloat. Don’t boast. Be a good friend. Lift up those who are down. Practice what you preach. Learn the Ten Commandments and the Beatitudes. Be strong, but acknowledge your weaknesses. It’s okay to feel a little down, just be sure to pick yourself back up. Don’t hold your head down when you walk.

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Spell-check isn’t always right. Use a napkin when you eat. Don’t feed animals people food. Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves. Use common sense. If something seems to good to be true, it probably is. Trust and respect are two-way streets. Use smaller plates and bowls. Look at serving sizes, follow them. Coconut oil is a good fat. Try to stay fit. Live with intention.

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Be gracious. Be accommodating. Sometimes things look different when you step back and take a second look. There will always be someone who knows something you don’t. Never be smug. Words have power. Self pity is pointless. Get dressed up every now and then. It it doesn’t say microwave safe, don’t microwave it. Keep a few postage stamps on hand. Try to eat real food, processed stuff is crap.

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Open your curtains and let the sunshine in. Be kind to animals. Back just causes. Try to make a difference. Don’t be an armchair advocate, do something. Don’t say anything you can’t take back. Don’t forget, you can’t take back harsh words. People believe what you say, so say what you believe. When someone shows you their true colors, don’t forget them. Respect authority. If someone’s sleeping, let them sleep. Keep appointments.

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Be the best you can be, not just some of the time – all of the time. Appreciate the little things, don’t sweat the small stuff. Live life while it’s yours to live. Love with your whole heart, without condition. Have goals. Exceed expectations. Disappointment is fleeting. Time goes by faster than you could imagine, don’t waste it. Hold tight to the ones you love. Never pretend to be someone you’re not.

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Believe in yourself. Do good. Be good . . . You only have this one life to live, live it well.

Finish the Sentence Friday – The Sounds Around Me

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Sometimes they shock me, like lightning bolts inside my veins. I feel them pulse, the ebb and flow of constant sound sometimes slamming inside my mind. Boom. My hearts feels the percussion. Airplane screaming high above. My stomach churns, palms pressed tightly against my ears. Little refuge is found, all around me . . . sound.

Sometimes they flash brilliant colors only my eyes can see. The world inside my head, purple, yellow, green. Strike a chord, my ears register the tone, my thoughts follow the slash of neon light accompanying it.

Throaty breath, crunchy snacks, crinkling paper, and whispers send me franticly searching for silence. It hurts. A different kind of pain I haven’t words to describe. An anxious pain, an angry pain. Real. But some sounds, they send playful tickles across my skin, or feel like a soft caress; they are among my favorite sounds, curtains billowing in the wind, rippling waters along a sun kissed shore.

Soft, spongy purple earplugs long ago became my favorite accessory. Without them, the world around me sounds like war; unseen and unknowing foes attack without relent.

On the coldest night, the fan in the corner still blows, a soft blanket of white noise, my lullaby.

I love to listen, I don’t want to miss a sound, but so often I must. So often I do.

Laughter makes me smile, it’s one of my favorite sounds. That one wraps itself around my heart. Classical music, Pachelbel – I feel it like a cloud of cotton cushioning my soul. Crying moves me, it stirs something deep within. Raindrops on my window, on my roof, each falling drop a symphonic resonance of peace and renewal.

Surrounded by sounds, held captive by some, set free by others.

Written for Finding Ninee’s Finish the Sentence Friday! Check out her absolutely, awesomely, wonderfully, fabulous blog HERE

And here I thought I’d never find romance –

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Anyone who knows me, even just a little, knows I love books. Lots of folks love books, I hear ya, but I really love them. More than you do, don’t argue.

Books are so much more than possessions, they’re my friends, always have been, always will be. Books soothe my soul, they embrace me . . . words come to life and wrap themselves around my heart.

The best gift I can receive is a book. I wouldn’t say no to money though. Or coffee.

So the other day, an unexpected package arrived at my home, it was from a beautiful friend of my mother’s, a woman I’ve admired and respected for many years. I thank God for the friendship between her and my mother. To say I was surprised and excited and oh-so-curious as to what could possibly be in that yellow envelope would be an understatement.

Guess what it was . . . you guessed books, right? Because if you guessed books you were totally right!

Now, this is awesome for several reasons:

#1 Books
#2 No one sends me anything
#3 They were from an amazing human
#4 They are the first books of their kind in my library

I read a lot of books in all kinds of genres except one, romance. I’m not even going to get into it. I kind of, sort of cannot stomach romance novels.

*please, no defense of romance novels needed, if you love them, I think it’s awesome. I like historical biographies and Shakespeare and sci-fi, and those kind of books might not be your thing, but we’re both reading and that’s pretty cool.

Now, guess what these new gems I just got are? Go ahead, guess. Are you thinking romance? If you are, you got it! Romance novels delivered direct to me. But these aren’t romance novels like I’ve ever seen before, these are amazing.

(bet ya didn’t see that coming)

Seriously, the moment I saw them I knew I was going to love them. The covers alone are delightful.

I learned something too, there is a huge, monumental difference in romance novels from the 1920s and 30s and those taking up shelf space today.

There’s an innocence to them most of the world tossed to the wayside long ago. They are lovely and a little cheesy and I am looking forward to stepping inside and reading every wonderful word.


img_0118Alimony by Faith Baldwin, copyright 1928

Must a man pay a woman not to live with him, even though she prefers another man?

This one is all about love and money and jealousy and the six lives controlled by them.

Her voice shook a little, but her eyes were gallant enough. Her worst enemy would have pitied her. She had been a fool, a blind, grasping, avaricious fool. She had wanted her cake, and she had eaten it too. But it turned to ashes in her mouth. Now she was paying. But then, she had paid all along – in terror, in cowardice, in the learning of bitter wisdom.

District Nurse by Faith Baldwin, img_0115copyright 1932

Ellen was cool and impersonal in helping poor girls who had been betrayed – until one of them mentioned her fiancé’s name.

Ellen Bartlett is a young nurse with a bit of a cynical outlook on love, after all, she tends to young women who have been hurt and betrayed by men. Jim loves her, but then she meets Frank and falls in love with him instead. Ellen’s resolve and her sense of duty is put to the test when she asks one of the girls to name the man who hurt her . . .

“In her room she sat down and regarded herself blindly in the mirror. Here were her eyes, her gray eyes, that wavered and fell before her own regard. Here was the red, shaken mouth which Frank had made his own . . .”

img_0112Professional Lover by Maysie Greig copyright 1932

Rex Brandon, passionate lover on the screen, “turned on the heat” to win the girl in love with the director who had made him famous.”

Starr Thayle, former secretary to an (engaged) movie director she’d fallen in love with, quit her job and became a gossip columnist. That’s when married Rex Brandon, a steamy on-screen lover came into the picture. Ellen hates him, her column on him got her fired. Then more unexpected surprises, her former boss actually falls in love with her, and so does Rex! The other two women in the mix have some surprises of their own.

“Starr fought her breath. Like all other girls share had always dreamt of someday becoming a famous star. But that dream, she thought, was too fantastic. Like a sensible girl she had turned her back on it. But here was Stephen offering her a part of that very dream on a silver platter.”

Now , if you’ll excuse me . . . 886 pages of vintage romance await me.

Thank you Miss Jennifer, from the bottom of my heart . . . thank you.

True Story – Mom Brain

Seriously, I do these things. In this past year I’ve put a book in the fridge, a package of ground beef in the bread cupboard, the television remote in the car, my phone in the pantry, and garbage in the laundry hamper . . . I’ll stop there.

I don’t even have little kids anymore. I think they may have damaged my frontal lobe somehow.

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The Morning Sun – Six Sentence Stories

img_0072Slivers of light pierced the veil of gloom she’d shrouded herself within. Pinpoints of resplendent sunbeam shone through the netted curtain, dancing upon her face, stinging her eyes with their intrusion.

Rising from her resting place stirred still sleeping particles of dust and fibers to waltz round in twinkling circles with the sun. Ever so slowly she rose, blanket in hand stumbling toward the light.

Standing before the window with img_0071outstretched arms, she flung the blanket over the curtain rod and climbed back into her bed, once again beneath the comforting cover of dark. She wasn’t quite willing to relinquish the night just yet.

I’ve been meaning to join in the Six Sentence Stories fun for some time now. Lazy, busy, preoccupied, better at writing real life stuff than making it up, but this one is kind of real life, except my curtains aren’t netted. 

Now I need coffee, the morning has come . . .