Today is another day. It’s pretty full of things. There’s some down time too. I woke up too early, but I was so awake that I decided to just get up, after I’d lain there for 45 minutes thinking about all the things that today was going to be full of.
The sun is out and bright and inviting, but now I’m so sleepy that I just feel like taking a nap during this little window of down time in the middle of today. The dogs are napping at my feet, which makes it harder not to think about taking a nap. I got home, they raised their heads from fluffy beds, thumped their tails, and accepted the dental chew treats I just bought. Then they hauled themselves up, stretched, and followed me into the other room to lie down again by my chair. Kate is snoring peacefully.
Sometimes don’t you just want to live a dog’s life?
My 60th year in 60,000 words
Day 161: 158 words, TOTAL = 26,209; 33,791 remaining
Robin Clifford Wood is an award-winning author, poet, and writing teacher. She lives in central Maine with her husband, loves to be outdoors, and enjoys ever-expanding horizons through her children, grandchildren, and granddogs.