I sit on the rug against my bed in my 7 year old bikini & painting/cleaning/really do anything in, shorts. All lathered in my SPF 50 and ready to go down to the pool. A failed attempt as I get wind blasted and the dark clouds move in. I lay there poolside with my new book in hand hoping that the clouds will be pushed aside by the furry of today's wind. About fifteen minutes into my relaxation, the sprinkle arrives. Allowing the defeat of the weather, I head back inside.
Moving to my patio chairs, I sit continuing to ready. Only five chapters in and I am trying to eliminate my mind's confusion with this story. I think I've finally cleared the two thoughts of the host & the alien being when I realize I am getting a bit chilly and should probably put some clothes on. Instead, I grab my bag of chips, helluva good french onion dip, sit my 7 year old bikini wearing butt down on my rug and attempt to give an insight into my day so far today.
My plans for the rest of today:
Laundry - Blah
Going to a movie with a friend, grabbing dinner, and reading a few more chapters of my book before calling it with saddened expression, day over.
The realization of yet another mundane Monday settling into thought. This I am sure will stir my mind in a frenzy, to which point I will need to stretch to relax. I then will say my prayers and hopefully will fall asleep with ease this evening.
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