Taking A Nap With The Cat

Ahhhh... the second day of school. The anticipation is no longer there. One kid is upset with me and another kid is just upset with the concept of morning, I think. At least I've got one who is happy. One out of three ain't bad.

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I stopped writing this morning when I determined rather quickly I did not like the direction my thoughts were going. I was going to use that wonderful thing called the delete button, but then decided against it. After all, things are what they are.

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I've spent the better part of the day sitting outside although I'm starting to think that it's getting time to head in to the a/c. The porch has been a nice shady spot that has served my schoolwork well, but things are starting to heat up. Combine that with the fact that even the cat is starting to look miserable in his furry coat... well, I would say he won't mind when I scoot him inside. Besides, he's laying around my feet and it no longer feels cozy. It just feels hot.

In a little over an hour I'll be heading out to pick up two of my three angels (?!) from school. The third one is enjoying his newfound driving privileges. He offered this morning to take the other two to school if I would pick them up. Just trying to help you out, Mom. Help away, Son. I waved goodbye from the front porch while still wearing my bathrobe. I knew this growing-up thing wouldn't be all that bad. I'm thinking, though, that when the realization of an empty gas tank kicks in, he'll be changing his tune. I'll enjoy it while I can.

That crazy cat. I felt him shifting around my feet and peeked over the edge of the chair. All I see is a white belly and feet sticking up and his eyes closed. I know just how he feels. When we head inside, I just might assume the same position on the living room floor. Yep. I am definitely back into my old routine: coffee, cleaning, coffee, school, coffee, lunch, nap. By the time I do get back to work my body (and mind) will probably rebel. This two-year vacation I've been on has turned me soft (okay, call it lazy if it makes you feel better).

My, oh my.

Could this be any more exciting?

Let's head inside, kitty-cat.

Mama needs a nap.