Normally I would be at work on a Tuesday. Doing the wages. Going through paperwork. Working out where the money is coming from and what invoices are due to be sent out.
I'd come into the office. Drop my bag in the third drawer. Put my phone on the desk, near the key pad, on the left hand side. Sit down and move the computer mouse to wake up the big Mac. Bring my pens out from their hiding place. Go through emails. Chat to whoever is in the office.
I'd make a coffee. Then get to work.
Right now, however, I am sitting at the table on the back verandah. It's that nice quiet time of year that I love. The aftermath of the Christmas frenzy. I can hear the train in the background making its way to the station not far from our house. The neighbour drags their wheelie bin from the front nature strip and its wheels rattle loudly on the paved driveway.
The weather is warm. That beautiful warmth that lets you sit outside without getting too hot. Its windy and the trees are moving around and making my favourite sound of leaves rustling.
We have noisy birds near us. Their screeching interrupts the peacefulness of the day but I don't mind them because they are birds and just doing their bird thing.
I feel I should do something productive. In the morning I managed a few half hearted domestic duties. Washed the dishes, folded some washing and went up to the street to get a loaf of bread. That was after getting out of bed at around 10.00 am.
But now, now I just want to relax. Close my eyes and listen to the warm wind and the creak of the hard plastic verandah roof above my head as it expands and contracts under the sun.
I wonder what the grass would be like to lie on. It's been raining so I still think it might be wet under the green blanket. Were I not feeling so lazy I would put a towel down on the damp grass and lie in the sunshine. But it seems too hard right now.
There's so much to do. So much I want to do. Go in the studio. Make my bed. Go for a walk. Buy something from the art shop. Read a book.
But it's so seductive just sitting out here at the table just listening to the warmth of the day drift by.
Later.
I'll do all those things later.
Right now I will just close my eyes and feel all the delights of a summery day make its way through me.
Ciao
LC
5 Squeaks:
Oo sounds like such a nice day! I stayed in because its cold here and watched movies all day...
Nothing better sometime then doing nothing. Shaking off the guilt and enjoying the moment is precious.
If you were little you would have laid down on the wet grass!
Sounds beautiful. What you feel like doing on a beautiful day off is exactly what you SHOULD be doing. Hope you enjoyed it fully.
Sounds sooooooooooo nice. Sometimes you just have to 'be still' - and be content with that. Hope your afternoon was as lovely as it sounds. :)
Newbie here. ~ Love your style of writing.....
Gia: Ah, the other side of the world with Winter winds blowing. I too would stay inside.
RJ: It is important to do nothing sometimes. And, no, I never liked wet grass. It made my clothes dirty.
Karen: The day was not long enough, however, today is another lovely day. I want lots of them.
Hi Deb, thanks for your kind words. Afternoon was perfect. Thanks for dropping by.
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