I love this time, earlier in the morning. Before the day really begins you can sip your coffee, read the paper and imagine that you have the day off and nothing at all to do. You have a load of laundry in already. Your blood pressure relaxes, the dogs cuddle up, and you can look out the window and see that the birds are nesting (even if it is still too cool to have it open and hear them sing). You look forward to a longer-than-usual morning walk with the dogs to enjoy the mild morning.
And then, without warning, your brain wakes up and the lists start creeping in.
There is no food in the house, so you need to make a list and run to Aldi.
And there is no more toilet paper, laundry detergent, hand soap: another list for Walmart.
The coffee is almost out: Tom's.
The car had an emergency repair yesterday: Stop at your bank and get money from savings to cover that.
Speaking of banks: Time to close Mom's account, so take the death certificate with you to HER bank.
Oh, and the downstairs toilet seat is broken: Stop at Home Depot.
Hey, don't forget to mow the lawn: Oh, nevermind, Babygirl learned how to do that chore!
I love my life, but it would be easier if working for a living didn't eat up so much of my free time. And I really don't have Sunday afternoon for any of this because we are going to Philly for Monday appointments. Ah, well. I can rest after I'm dead as they say.