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Mornings are his best time. He is so snuggly and an all around love, my love bug. All smiles and contentment. He’s my little space worm (and longer than I thought). Mornings are too short lived because I have to work and he has to go to daycare.
Do not all office floors have a giant stuffed horse and an exersaucer My office is a cluttered cave. The blinds are closed to reduce glare on my screen, and also, because milk duty renders me topless for a good part of the day.
My desk is no less messy than it was last week. It’s chaos and I don’t like to work in these conditions, but I don’t have the energy or gumption to clean it at present, nor do I have sufficient office space for the overflow. It’s depressing, this cave.
It seems there is no respite from bottle washing.
While washing bottles, I see my lawn of dandelions and thistles beyond the kitchen window. Depressing. But the leaves cheer me up. I love leaves. And fall.
The coffee has made me somewhat loopy today. Perhaps it’s the drum of my head with the sinus congestion. Caffeine normally doesn’t faze ( ) me. My coffee cup is less than perfect. I like bone china but have yet to find the perfect blend of size, shape, color, feel, and volume. This cup has the perfect volume, but nothing else.
Maybe some nice herbal orange tea will help. Lots of it.
I’ve been craving toast with butter and Marmite. So salty and satisfying. I will be glad when the coughing, congestion, and misery is over. Until then, comfort foods like this are most welcome. Who am I kidding They’re welcome all the time.
I am distracted by a ray of sunshine. It lifts my spirits tremendously, and I yearn to be outside in the fresh fall air, cool and crisp. My favorite.
Beyond the blinds there is bamboo, falling leaves, damp grass, and fresh air.
Yes, beyond the blinds there is sunshine and fresh air. But I am stuck within.
One of the conveniences of working from home. Still in my jammies. The other half took the space worm to daycare today, so I haven’t even gotten dressed yet.
Bed head. It’s what I like best about this haircut. It looks the same fresh out of bed as it does when it’s freshly ‘done’. Working from home, I don’t bother with makeup, hygiene, and wardrobe as much as I should.
The thing is, the days tend toward depressing, and I know that I would feel better if I did actually take a shower, get dressed, put on makeup, and fluff up my hair. I’m still stuck in the cave, but it would help.
