Monday, June 11, 2012

Better Than Christmas

Today is better than Christmas.
Not that Christmas is so spectacular but it seems to the be cultural standard for good days.

Today is my Christmas.
It is the first of eight consecutive work free Mondays.

On top of that, the sun is out and the air is warm with a slight, almost tropical, breeze.
Before 5:00 this morning, the sky was already turning away from black and into deep blue.
And, even after 9:15 this evening. the deep blue will still be waiting for black to arrive again.

I have a million tasks to do and I will do them in my own time.  I will choose what to do when.  There will be time for reading, for napping, and for simply enjoying the day.   I will seek out the colors and the silence.  I will go into my head and see who is there today.  I will breathe.

Merry Christmas, Me.

11 comments:

  1. Enjoy your time to breathe!

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  2. Love. It. That yellow flower is awesome.

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    1. Aren't those flowers pretty? I go by the flower bush (or whatever you call it) about three times a week - always on foot. Somedays I just have to stop and look at it. I have taken photos of this plant numerous times since it showed up about three years ago. I can't resist it.

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  3. Hey, I'm working on a cool construction project. You got a nail belt? Can you install insulation? I got some watermelon you could have...

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    1. Sorry, got no nail belt and don't know a thing about insulation..... thank god!

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  4. I can hear the chill in your voice. Just in the St. Nick of time, I bet. :)

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    1. For sure! I do enjoy the kids at work A LOT - but I am getting too old for the fast track / treadmill!

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  5. As always, JT, I am in awe of your talent! The one your nephew liked, the wild rider, and the last one speak to me especially. Damn, you're good! Happy work- free Mondsy:)

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  6. This sounds like an excellent plan. Everyday should be as good as Christmas.


    Lee
    A Faraway View

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