k1 has gone to jacksonville for the weekend. k2 is off to her parents. the house is mine. all mine. and before i start my list, i am going to snuggle in with a lovely salad full of garbanzo beans, cherry tomatoes, greek olives, feta and sunflower seeds along with a hunk of warm ciabatta bread with a plate of spices surrounded with olive oil for dipping and a glass of cabernet. my, oh my. then i think i'll honk around in photoshop for a while and enjoy my life.
tomorrow is chore day. it's about time i fixed the broken bracket on the cabinet so i don't have to look at its contents strewn all over my kitchen floor.
i need to re-stack the wood pile before i order more. poor richard says it will be a cold winter and i am hoping he is right. the fireplace is ready and waiting.
i fear the end of swimming season is upon us. if mother nature cooperates and stops the buckets of recent wetness, i can finally get out and use the four containers of commercial bleach i bought last month to clean the deck and furniture to move into my second favorite use for that area. lounging in the cooler air, sipping a suitable libation, book in hand.
of course there is laundry to be done. litter to be scooped. counters to be cleaned. rugs to be vacuumed but mostly i will enjoy the silence.
it's not that i don't love the k(s) version 101 and 102, its just that occasionally i enjoy the peace and quiet of my sixty six year old world. one without rap and giggles, make-up and impromptu fashion shows, food stains and squabbles. lord, how i love those giggles. does this make sense? at any rate, i will enjoy my weekend and happily wait until sunday night when my house is once again full of laughter, panic, drama and rolling eyes. i cannot wait.
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