Life is good and full. I’m thinking about the fact that it is Friday the 13th. A scary day, maybe, for some. Maybe a day full of possible calamities and tragedies, spookiness and overall bad luck.
But not for me. So far, I’ve survived this Friday the 13th no worse for wear. My workday was uneventful, full of silly meetings, spreadsheets, and voice mails. Jeff welcomed me home with a smile, and dinner on the table. A healthy dinner of grilled chicken and special salad (made special by pumpkin seeds and cranberries – yay autumn!) Lovely music was playing on the iPod dock. Sounds of KT Tunstell, Jimmy Buffet, Abba. All good. We sang to Max. He grunted in approval.
Knitting and DVR awaits me.
The landscapers came today and blew all the leaves off the front lawn, which is fit for a magazine cover photo now. Tomorrow the rain will come and it will look messy again. For now, it looks pretty.
It is a good day.