I had a really terrific Sunday. My husband got up early to go biking and I had eggs and bacon ready for him when he returned. I absolutely love scrambled eggs with cheese and salsa. I also made bacon and had red grapes. Oh yum. The dreariness outside gave me permission to stay in, cook foods I enjoy, do laundry, move some plants in from outside (the poor things should have been moved weeks ago!), have sex, arrange books on a bookshelf in "to read", "borrowed", "favorites", and "bible" piles. We don't have a pile of bibles, we have three, but I do feel the need to keep that pile separate from "erotica" section. It's just a thing I have.
I also had a brand new client in the late afternoon, so that was fun and it went really well. I enjoy Sunday afternoon clients at my house. It has always been a circumstance where the weather is perfect for having a shiatsu done (wait, when isn't the weather perfect for that!?!). The teens who have been yelling up and down our street even decided to postpone the cursing until the session was over. I was very appreciative. I might give them a treat for that one.
The day was concluded with dinner (squash, potatoes, and venison sausage), Family Guy, early bed time (this is so rare!), and a nice orgasm.
Oh, goodness, it was pretty.
Like a perfect dollop of whipped cream on a brownie sundae.
There is much to be said for days filled with things that make you feel happy. Whether it is because you are productive, or with people you love, or just because you allowed yourself to do absolutely nothing at all, those days, those moments are gifts. *smile*
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THe day sounds like it was beautiful.
I miss Family Guy. ANd bacon. And a bunch of what you wrote about, really :)
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