LATE WINTER DAYS
Thursday Feb. 15, 2018
The other day I was plunking away on these keys, sipping coffee – enjoying inside warmth with hot beverage inside me – watching winter chill on other side of my window, vacillating in my mind on variations of what kind of day I would have …
While I’m far from/will never be retired, it was a ‘should I take a retirement day today moment’ – thoughts I have more often than I used to …
Reality/logic set in eventually, projects I’m working on, tasks for clients and tasks for myself (once upon a time I considered a career in accounting – so glad I didn’t) boxes of papers called ‘accounting and taxes’ loom in their pile, poised to steal my leisure time for the next few weeks. All that thinking wore me out – and it was only 9:30AM.
I poured another cup …
Resumed looking out the window.
Gusta slept quietly in her favourite corner between dining room and kitchen.
I poured another cup … pot nearly empty, coffee stale and cooled – sky still heavily overcast but brighter as clock ticked toward noon, then fuzzier as flakes fell …
