Dear Me,
(This salutation reads 2 ways: as a letter to myself, and as an exclamation of surprise and disappointment, i.e. dear me! You’ll see why.)
This morning, I thought to myself, I haven’t left the house yet today (10:46 am). Then I thought, this isn’t unusual.
Then I thought, and this is where it gets weird, It’s ok. I have windows.
Right. So it’s time for me to either get a cat or go outside more often.
…I don’t really like cats.
MM
Tags: cats, graduate school, leaving the house, living alone, poetry, windows
LOL. You do have lots of windows.
so that does make it ok, right? RIGHT?!?! ….sigh….
The same thing happens to me all the time. Yesterday when the UPS guy rang my doorbell at 3 in the afternoon I was sleeping on the couch and had to run to change out of my reindeer pajamas into real pants. I hate cats too. Love the blog!
Elizabeth– thanks! welcome. i hope you keep enjoying. ps– my pj pants have skiing polar bears. is there a theme here?
yes. the theme is that winter is long, it snows too much and i need sunshine. do you live in california? if you do i’m supremely jealous.
sunny san diego. i have to pull my curtains to get work done.