An oasis

I woke up this morning and for a few delicious moments lay in bed relishing the thought that there would be no workmen today. I didn’t have to set the alarm, didn’t have to rush out of bed half asleep to open the door, didn’t have to put on a bright perky face when all I wanted to do was go back to bed. I lay there in the dim light and smiled, stretched out like a starfish and savoured the feel of the sheet against my skin. It was 10 a.m. before I got up – oh what a long time since I could endulge myself like this.

We spent the day writing a snags list with no enthusiasm to attend to anything on it. I made some feeble attempt to dismantle the stereo (yes stereo its over 30 years old) then gave up and phoned a friend. Yes I reminded myself, it’s possible to have a social conversation in the day.

Andrew made an attempt to fit heaters in the utilities room as the forcast is for -8 degrees tonight, and I made an attempt to sweep another layer of dirt off the kitchen floor. Tomorrow we’ll make a more concerted effort to start on the snags list – today was just deliciously quiet and peaceful.

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About predencia

Author of novels Dare to Love and Betrayed www.pennydixon.com poetry anthology Raw www.cymbalspublishing.co.uk and blogger www.writingcreativelywithspirit.com
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2 Responses to An oasis

  1. Predencia says:

    Would love to do lunch.

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