Friday
In some ways, it's a perfect day – got some decent sleep, felt better at work today (well, at least my brain was working), got some treats after work, got a birthday gift for a friend, it was a beautiful day – temperatures in the 70's, with sunny skies and blazing colors. Delicious treats. Scarf two of them down. So much for extended fasting. Get home, get some sunbathing in (in October), next to my hot, naked husband, and then we go out to one of our favorite restaurants to eat some delicious wings outside. Have our pup with us. Oh, I'm drinking an Old Fashioned, as well. Then a nice walk as the sun is starting to set – but the air still warm and soft on my bare arms, and toes, out of the south. Get to the yacht club – go inside, see some friends and chat a bit, then head out. Have a nice walk to another bar with outdoor patio and nice ambience, but no dogs allowed, so we move on to our own neighborhood, to our own neighborhood tiki bar. That allows dogs – definitely our cute, friendly, well-behaved dog. Saw more friends there, had a drink, and bought one more to go – in a little bag. A Blue Hawaiian. Poured it into a glass full of ice. Now sipping on it at home. My first “to go” cocktail. Maybe it was a thing before COVID, but I don't think so. God bless Wisconsin, is all I can say. Sure, I have rum here at the house, but no one makes cocktails like Nick does. Yummy.
So it's been a beautiful day. No sauna. No hottub (will get plenty of that tomorrow), but lots of good outdoor time, on a gorgeous fall day. Good time with loved ones and good friends. Antia even saw her friends – furry and human. A beautiful day all-around. Thank you Jesus. I am blessed, and I know this.
In fact, I was just coming out of the specialty bakery where I get all my premium goodies, when I saw the parking meter lady just about to write me a ticket. I walked around to the side of my car, unlocked the door, and was just thinking of what to say (all while playing dumb, of course), when she looked at me, sighed, and walked away. I was relieved. I was about to offer her one of my baked goods. I don't know if I should have done that, or not. In any case, I certainly appreciated it, and didn't mean to just leave without thanking her or saying “I'm sorry.” She was just doing her job, and I was a pain in the ass. I get it. I wished I hadn't been. I don't want my joy to come at the expense of another. In any case, I just want to say I'm sorry, and thank you for cutting me a break. We all need it. Sorry for being a pain in your ass.
So all around it's been a gorgeous day. It's not over, but it nearly is. I'm just writing this now to keep to my new routine of 15 minutes of writing a day. There's no reason I can't do this every day. Today, after a LONG ass week and LONG day, and some drinks, I'm ready to just lay on the couch and crash out. I'm still finishing my to-go Blue Hawaiian. But I'm going to get this 15 minutes in. It can be gibberish, that's ok. I just need to do it. I don't want to renege on my commitments any more, especially to myself.
Ok, that's 15 minutes. Good. I'm about to fall asleep. But I did it.
Thank you, Angels, for looking after me today. Thank you for granting me three normal activities in one beautiful day. Thank you for helping me help support local businesses. Thank you for blessing me with the love and companionship of great people.
With that, I will say goodnight. Good night. And cheers!