a happy day is one where nothing happens with which i can't cope and where i get things done. today is a happy day ... so far.
i spent my morning writing hours pawing and sorting through the mountain of paper and books on my writing room floor. there's a mess on my desk now, but at least it's a sorted mess and a clean mess and if i don't quite know where it's all going to go, i have high hopes that i will either find an appropriate home for it, or trash it. i spent my afternoon prepping the kitchen chairs and putting the finishing touches on my dollhouse. i haven't posted pictures in a while because the camera broke, but as soon as Beloved shows me how to work the new one, i will post the finished piece. in case anyone has forgotten, here's a picture of what the dollhouse used to look like:
in between, libby and i got quite a few kitchen cabinets cleaned and papered and either emptied or filled. it's such a joy to see there's actually room for stuff in the cabinets. i even have one i haven't designated as anything yet, because i'm waiting to see if there's something i've forgotten about.
then i told libby to take her shower and get ready and we would go do something fun. i dragged her and the puppies off for a walk. we walked along the river and even buddy was well-behaved. what makes you think this is my idea of fun, she asked several times.
how couldn't it be? i replied. we're here on this beautiful day in this beautiful place with our puppies who love us more than god. see the leaves, and the water and the sunshine? this is good for us - it's good to breathe the fresh air and stretch our legs. and look how happy the puppies are.
we could be shopping, she observed. we could be seeing the mall, the clothes, the food. the puppies would be happy - we could bring them a treat.
this is free, i pointed out.
and libby, in whom my grandmother's money-loving castaldi blood runs thick and true, shut up.
and furthermore, the war must end. blessed be.