There I was, about to drift off into
dreamland last night knowing I had a post for today. All snug under
the warm blanket, listening to the local news, when I realized I
couldn't use that post today. For reasons I won't go into today.
I woke this morning with plans of going
out for a visit with the critters and to refill their feeders for
them. I opened the door to see even more snow flakes had piled up
over night. Not feeling like moving snow out of my way first thing
after waking up while my body was still toasty warm and half asleep
and getting an early morning shiver, I decided that could wait until
after the sun made it's appearance for the day.
I went to tend to the fire, thinking I
would just have to swing open the door and add a few pieces of
firewood. Only to find! The fire had burned so well overnight there
wasn't much left to quickly bring it back to life. So now there will
be a few trips along with poking and stoking before it rages back to
it's blazing life.
So here I was wondering through the
cobwebs of the mind. Beginning to get a few ideas and typing them.
The pup Rowdy. Remember Rowdy? Well he's really not a pup any longer,
although I will probably always see him as my cute little cuddly
buddy. I really should get a picture or two and give him some more
fame here.
Even though he decided one day in a fit
of jealousy when I left him alone and didn't take him along outdoors
and decided the upholstery of the sofa no longer suited his taste so
chose instead to taste it. Causing me to have the need to purchase a
cover... Lucky for him and me that it's already shot and there are
plans of buying a new one soon.
Well Rowdy decided one trip out into
the cold already this morning wasn't enough. He went to the door and
sat and stared at me. That's his way of telling me, “let me out to
pee or I'll pee where you don't want me to pee”.
The thought process was lost as I
placed the computer to the side, walked over, opened the door and
allowed him his relief.
I don't get it. He knows where the
doorknob is. I've witnessed him taking it in his mouth. All he has to
do is turn and he could let himself out. But instead chooses to make
me his door opening slave. Shouldn't he be opening doors for me?
Wonder if he could write a few blogs...
Tales of puppy dog tails. Tails of life. One tail to wag. Efficient
wagging. How to knock over daddy's coffee in one wag.
Anyway.
After waiting, waiting and waiting. And
waiting. I was finally able to let him back in after he bounced back
up over the end of the porch wagging his happy tail with that I'm
cold look on his face.
Now back to thinking and writing! But
nooooooo.
Might be better to peek in on that fire
in the furnace and see if it's time to add another log. Heck the
coffee should be ready. Might as well pour a cup of delicious black
heat while I'm passing by that way. Hmm, might as well grab a few
cookies to go with that coffee. Ugh, now Rowdy and Lakai will want a
treat or they will be begging for my cookies with their puppy dog
eyes.
Finally! Back to writing!
Hmm, just what was that I was thinking
of writing today... Oh yes!!!
Things change!
No matter how much work you may have
put into something. Things change.
Doesn't matter what you have planned.
Things change.
You may be set in you ways like an old
stone wall. Things change.
You may have plans to make hay. Along
comes the rain clouds. Things change.
You may feel there is no hope. Things
change.
You may like that comfy pair of
underwear you've been sitting around in for a few days. Uhh, things
better change real soon!
Changes just happen!
The choice is yours to sit and wallow
in self pity while permitting anger to grow inside and consume you.
Or...
To allow yourself the flexibility to
smile and go along for the ride.
And oh yah! I did get a really good
smile while in the grocery store over the weekend.
I walked around a corner and started
down an aisle just in time to see some really manly looking man
sniffing at a scented candle. Had his nose stuck right in there!
Well until he saw me.
Then he tried hiking up his shoulders
and putting on his toughest manly man look.
To late pal, I saw that unmanly move.
Relax bud. We're all human : )
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