I woke up very early this morning; I woke up just after midnight … and padded down the hallway to eat a teeny cupcake π
I don’t normally snack at the midnight hour, but I figured it would be okay this morning because this morning was a special morning π
I ate that teeny cupcake while looking through the overhead skylight, watching the clouds drift across the moon; but the moon’s brilliance was so bright, that the gauzy clouds did not hide the radiant moon: the full moon glow was so bright it lit up the whole kitchen.
Standing at the kitchen island, directly under the skylight letting the moon’s essence inside, I felt the night sky all around me: I like that.
Bob did good buying this house for us, in 2017; there are windows surrounding me on all sides … and two skylights overhead. I never feel confined by four walls and a roof.
Looking up into the night sky, I wondered where Bob’s essence is – up there; viewing the moon from a different angle.
Bob always made my birthdays special.
I miss that.
But I am relearning how to make my days special – I’m finding “my groove”, again π
Around 2 PM, I entertained the idea of hopping in the car and grabbing a Chinese Supper for 1 … but I nixed that idea because I don’t want an ordered pickup meal – I want a sit-down-in house-restaurant meal; but was feeling too comfy to change clothes, fix my hair, and track down an open business that would not have on their menu what I was hungering for.
I settled for a Vanilla Coke, and some left-over fried chicken – and the canned radio DJ company. I like cola, and I like chicken, I liked the music filling the room, and I enjoyed the sporadic male tones when the DJ injected local tidbits, now and then (like 12” snowfall in the hills, and more expected tonight as the temps drop into the 20’s): it sufficed. I’ll finish off the 2 remaining teeny cupcakes in the ‘fridge, later on tonight π
Keeping to my daily routine of late, I designed another solitaire game – this one laid out in the form of a flat pan cake foundation (a birthday fancy π); and played as a normal game.
Solo lobo happiness is not as much fun as shared couple happiness … but it can still be satisfying when you set your mind on being happy despite the circumstances.
The $$ saved by staying home will be set aside for anticipated Spring daytrips – and I’ll celebrate a belated birthday supper then, with my traveling buddy π
As a daughter of the Most-High God, I am greatly loved, highly favored, and abundantly blessed π
Life is good again.
This old hippie never expected to make it this far into the future.
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