That I started the first day of the year by getting bed tea without as much as even demanding or asking for it goes on to say not much really. I just got lucky.
Still in bed.
The housekeeper will come tomorrow and I am soaking in the winter chill, also first day of the year and I'm down with the ughs!
Starting today I am straying away from chips.
This ain't a resolution but a promise to myself.
I need to get my addiction for chips in control.
Also what happened last night?
After seeing a bit of fireworks outside I went in, finished my dinner and my talk glass of ginger ale because I was so not in the mood for alcohol and it was while reading a true crime story of a killer who fed his victims to his guests at parties I fell asleep, without as much as a singular nightmare, my cats all tucked around me.
There was once a time when even the thought of being home on New Years would have killed me with shame. I'd have tickets to the largest and grandest farmhouse parties and that too in their VIP enclosures and now here we are, shedding away the frivolities of past and reading a book well into midnight.
Well then! What's next.
Finishing tea and brooming the front yard and taking care of my garden which looks a bit sad.
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