I'm about to blow open and shower the world with happiness....I have a 3 day weekend.
This never happens as I work Saturdays and have Sunday and Monday off as my weekend.
But, since I worked Monday thru Friday this Valentine's week and I use the word "work" advisedly I got Saturday off.
The anticipation of what lies ahead is possibly more exciting that what will actually happen but I don't know that yet do I?
Needed: a massage, a pedicure, a trip to the library, sleep, exercise, time to read sections of the newspaper I've been hoarding all week, dog walks, iced lattes, laughs, naps and a little shopping.
Have I forgotten anything?
I know, cook something delicious, watch a movie, visit some blogs I've been missing, walk around the garden and see what's coming up.
Valentine's day total: 175 deliveries. 75, maybe a 100 pick up arrangements, countless loose bouquets, one caller screaming "Is your truck broken down?". We ended up with 6 drivers and 6 designers and we were still scrambling to finish our "will call" orders at 5:00PM.
Shaking it off. Lived to tell the tale one more year. Sunny Saturday morning. Door open, crocuses blooming, house scented by one stem of tuberose.
And what song kept me moving? Ah Yeah!