Stayed up far too late last night/this morning. Feeling it a bit this morning, but it's okay. It's already a good day.
Texting with beloved girlfriends, who make me giggle, think, and feel like part of the family. Drinking tea from my partner in crime out of a cup/mug/becker* given to me by a darling friend at the perfect time.
With luck, my day will be spent spinning for my partner in crime, knitting for someone who actually appreciates me as weird as that sounds, and feeling loved/lucky/blah/blah/blah.
No, I do not have a fever.
I'm just grateful to be where I am with the people in my life. I spent some time yesterday pondering how lucky I am in my relationships, and how blessed I am to have been released from an abusive one**. Being free and allowed to do as I please is a wonderful thing and I am grateful for it... daily.
Waiting for rain. Hope I remember to close the kitchen window went it starts. Yeah, I hate me, too, igloo dwellers. *L* Wishing for someone to bring me lunch but it's my own fault for not getting Chinese AND pizza yesterday. What was I thinking...?
Must go. Colin Farrell is waitng for me. Such a good boy that Colin Farrell. Then again, he could be bringing me lunch. Hmmm...***
Happy Saturday, everyone!
* Hello, Mrs. Bucket!
**Non-romantic relationship with someone who did not allow me to leave when I was done and needed out. Freedom from that living nightmare is the most amazing thing in the world. Best gift I have ever recieved, I think.
*** I know. Press tour for the new movie, in which he has stupid hair. Thought it might make a cute date night out into the world. Then remembered I don't do romance. Dodged a bullet there. *L*