Sometimes it’s nice just to have the quiet things in life.
I had such a nice, quiet day at work yesterday. I read and I read book reviews. I hung out at my off desk by myself most of the day. I finished a book and read a short story. I picked up some Chinese food on the way home. Hubby was home with a stomach bug and when I got there he was in bed. He got up to eat and then laid back down and I had the night to myself. I watched Eureka and cleaned the dining room and wrapped some embroidery floss onto bobbins and vegged on the couch. After a while, I was tired and I turned off the TV and read until I fell asleep. It was nice.
This morning I lounged in bed for a bit and now Hubby is off grabbing us some breakfast and I am diligently working through my to do list and wrapping more embroidery floss and hanging out with the cats and being quiet. It’s a nice kind of feeling.
We’re supposed to go to game night tonight but we’ve got to see how Hubby is feeling first. He seems a little better but he hasn’t eaten much in the past 24 hours so we’ll see what happens when we throw food into the mix. Me? I am content to sit and be quiet and move slowly through my day and most likely take a little nap.