Saturday, January 08, 2011

nest


A boyfriend once commented that I build a nest wherever I land. No argument from me. I've spend the day lounging and writing and napping and I've collected the cat, a popcorn bowl and a book in my wake.

I've made a conscious effort to keep Saturday afternoons to myself.

It is good for everyone - most of all the Red Key customers - if I can get a nap in before my shift. Saturdays are long nights - if I'm lucky I'll be showered and tucked into bed by 4:00 am.

I'm also practicing not being so accessible, just because the phone rings doesn't mean I need to answer it.

Or if someone is pounding on my door I don't need to jump up. Not if I'm still in my jammies and haven't brushed my hair. Hopefully I didn't miss Mr. Right or a sweepstakes notification.

Most likely it was the dude who mows my lawn looking for a 'loan.'

1 comment:

Granny Annie said...

One of my biggest challenges is trying not to jump for the phone every time it rings. There was a time in my life when I did not have a cell phone and my one phone was ringing away at home when I was gone. I did not know it and I did not even have caller ID to tell me someone had called. The world kept spinning and people who really needed me kept trying until they reached me.