It's A Wonderful Life

You know, I've been off since Christmas and I thought I'd be post bombing you.

But to your delight, this has not happened.

I promised myself I would let myself relax and the promise seems to be coming true.

Yes I still get up at 6:00am to let Gus out, but then Lucy and I go back to bed and sleep for another hour and a half.

(If this is your first time here, this may sound like I lead a very exciting life what with two bedmates...)

Then I make my latte, take it back to bed and read for another hour or so.

This is sheer heaven.

By then, the caffeine has kicked in and I do whatever projects I have planned for the day, shower and hit the road.

There might be shopping (there's always shopping), the gym, the library, coffee with a friend then home for a nap.
 I get to walk everywhere again, music blasting in my ears and my feet almost dancing down the street in pure enjoyment.

I've finally watched the last two episodes of Downton Abbey. This was finishing up last February just as GG and I were wrapping it up and I was unable to continue what had been a Sunday night date for the two of us by myself.

I am now ready for Season 4, on the TV at least.  I'm still in personal timeout. But that's okay.

I have always loved the post Christmas season when I stop being a pair of arms and eyes who seem to exist solely for the purpose of rapidly creating winter wonderlands for others enjoyment,

9 hours at a stretch. Ouch says the torn rotator cuff.

 

My only regret is that I was left alone after Christmas dinner with 3/4s of a loaf of the most delicious Stollen I have ever eaten and sometimes I find myself, as if in a dream, cutting slice after slice of it.

I try to break up the binging with clementines but I'm just fooling myself. My body wants that Stollen.

You can't always get what you want but we will always have butter, sugar and flour.

Happy post Christmas. Hope you're all enjoying the aftermath.

Gus is.