the stuff that my Life is made up of.
I like routine.
The calm security of knowing what comes next.
The repeated pattern of a day.
I realize that I need to step out of my comfort zone sometimes.
I have this on my kitchen wall -
My sister gave this to me for Xmas a while back.
This year she gave me this -
Another thought that I need to keep in mind.
To rest, relax and not feel guilty about it.
So today I plan on Wasting Time,
but first I have to take care of a Weekend Routine.
Somehow he knows it's Saturday,
that we are not leaving for work
and if he goes and sits it the laundry/mud room long enough
and stares at me,
that I won't wait to finish my coffee
but instead, go feed him breakfast.