A Dreaming Day

I've had the best kind of day. I felt I needed a day doing nothing in particular but changing my bed and doing laundry. I hung out sheets and blankety things, did all the folding outside, and spent the day doing just light chores but always outside. I only came in for meals and Oprah. What a glorious day! I took photos of dandelions, though they are still in the camera. I made a tiny bouquets of tiny flowers, violets and forget-me-nots, a bleeding heart. I invited a friend for supper but by voicemail. Told her she could come even if she got this at five to six. I always have lots. It's been a perfect day so far.

This song just came to mind - Happy by Martin Sexsmith. He is one of the best performers I've ever seen live so I have a soft spot for him. He was peforming solo and sounded like a whole band. I will never forget him. He has this really telling song, I Thought I Knew You. Happens to us all, eh?

Just got off the phone with my aunt. She and my uncle have just put her beautiful beach home on the market, and are looking for something with one floor. Darn, some of these age related health matters can reduce you to tears. They want to stay in their dream house forever but living on three levels is just too tough for them to manage.

Maybe if they find a lucky feather on the beach...

Happy Monday

Surprise! It is Monday and I am here after all. I had a heart to heart, private conversation with my boss. She has reinstated my original schedule thankfully, and I will not have to work a fourteen hour Monday. i think I would have needed a couple of days to recover. On Saturday, a normal busy day, my pedometer registered 28,337 steps which is almost twenty-four kilometers. That was from a ten hour shift. Can you imagine fourteen hours at that pace. A marathon is twenty-six so on a really busy day I walk over a marathon. All that said, I can't wait till tomorrow for my two days off.

There were thousands of tourists on the island this weekend for the Festival of Lights in Charlottetown. One of the highlights are concerts of many, rock and pop bands for three nights. My son bought a three day pass and a group of his university friends came over from Halifax. Last night was cold and rainy. I wouldn't have wanted to be standing outside in that for anything! But the twenty-somethings thought nothing of it. They had a great time. Son said that it only downpoured for the first and last bands - perfect timing. OK then.

There are two songs of the day today. One is Private Conversation by Lyle Lovett; the other is Happy by Martin Sexton, who is one of the best acts I've ever seen in concert. He is at Stanfest in Canso, NS next weekend which is where I saw him a few years ago.

I feel like a new woman today instead of one filled with dread.