My days. My nights. My life. Lived well.

So as I was typing that title, Beans hopped over my laptop like the exclamation point. He has been my shadow for the past few days. It’s so cute!

Today I was woken up by a giant, cracking clap of thunder that I was sure had split a tree in the woods outside my house. I squinted to see what time it was, and saw Beans’s wide eyes asking me if that was the biggest clap of thunder we’d hear. I thought it was, so I tried to catch some more sleep and he plopped next to my belly and snuggled in. About 25 minutes later, there was another huge cracking thunder and lighting boom- the kind you can’t count seconds between to gauge the distance of the storm because you are actually right in the bowels of it. Trying to sleep anymore was a futile effort, so I gave up on that, but moved very slow for the next hour and a half. I just couldn’t get any momentum going since I needed another hour of sleep.

Then I lived the adult version of missing the school bus when I opened the garage door to see the back of the garbage truck going past my house. I had a garbage bag in my hand and a downpour between me, the half-full rolling can, and the back of the truck. I gave up on getting the garbage out and figured there’s always next week and shifted my mental energy towards breakfast. I’ve been enjoying Weetabix for breakfast the past few mornings. Rob thinks it’s weird old people cereal (pointing to the pictorial evidence on the box using all models over 60). I guess it kind of is, but I like it.

I stayed in bed most of the day catching up on the online reading while occasionally checking the basement for water as it stormed. I’ve mostly been closet purging and doing file cleanup and backup on my computer the past few days- physically and mentally exhausting work. The closet is done and organized and Rob has more space than just a little closet ghetto. I feel really good about my wardrobe and it’s easy to shop my closet for new looks. Yay!

Rob took me to the Four Seasons on the east side for dinner. I told him I wanted a Greek diner where I had a breakfast option. I had a gyro and we split a piece of banana cream pie. It was pretty good. When we came home I got that extra hour of sleep I missed in the morning. Then I had a burst of household productivity and started some laundry and made a list.

I finally ended the night listening to Sirius on my iPhone and doing some glittery Skittle nails. I just kind of rolled with the day and made the best of it all. Sometimes you just take a day for what it is and enjoy simple things like rest and reading. The best part though was having Rob understand what I meant when I spoke about “Dororthy Hamill times”

I love them and all bajillion colors it took.

Now I get to go to sleep with Beans curled up next to me. He’s been dreaming about chasing or pouncing on something. I love when his paws look like he’s running in his sleep. Tomorrow, I’ll wake up and give my mom a birthday call.

Nothing but love,