Autumn is exploding around me. The colors so vibrant. I look forward to my weekends. I work 13 hours a day, 5 days a week. I brought paperwork home to do this weekend. I got half of it done. Still need to clean and today for the first time in a month I'm turning on the oven. I am feeling rather domestic on this brisk fall morning. I slept in. What a feeling. I felt naughty, but I did it anyway. By the time I got up I had 4 messages on my phone. I had turned it off last night so it wouldn't wake me. I called my son, then my daughter. Scott is coming home next weekend, and my mom is going to see Becky and my sweet Boog on Thursday so all is well and good. I miss his cherub's smile, his sweet coo's and joyious belly giggles. He's 7 1/2 months old now, and getting bigger and doing more, and I'm missing it. Becky fills me in on his development and bless his heart he loves the phone so I hear him "talking" to his Yaya often.
My friend and I had a discussion the other day. Actually he discussed and I listened. He said he's not crazy over the lable 'friend'. So I asked him what I should call him when I refer to him. I asked, 'Boyfriend? You are not a boy, you are a man.' 'Manfriend?' That's silly. He said just call me what I am, your fiance'. So that's what I will refer to him as. (side note... the lable husband is in the far, far future in my mind...I'll know when I'm ready for that, and it's not anytime in the near future.) So my fiance' is at his house with some buddies filling up a trailer full of his belongings to bring back here. I'm supposed to be moving furniture and deciding where everything is going to go. I figger I'll wait till he gets here with it and as we offload it we'll just put it. It can be moved around later, and again if we don't like where it is.
We took last Saturday off and drove off into the most wonderful autumn day I have expierenced in a long time. We went to the apple orchard and ate warm fresh donuts, drank cider, bought apples and applebutter, listened to some musicians play and smelled the most delicious smells mingling in the air. Bar-b-que, donuts, apples, pumpkin pies, MMMM-mmmm. Then we drove off and went antique-ing. I love to look at the old things folks call antiques. Things like the toys I played with as a child. Now isn't that a fine how-do-you-do? Sorta the same feeling I get when I hear Bob Seger on the 'Oldies' radio station. Jeez. I laugh. The music I listened to and the toys I played with are 'antiques' but I'M NOT!!
Well I have got to get to my paperwork I mentioned....my classroom lessonplans are in dire need of my attention, as is my house, and my cooking, and this furniture moving....hmmmm Maybe I'll blow it all off and sit and write on my story, the one I've been working on for a year, the one that was supposed to be a 'short story', I have to vist it and see what's been happening while I was away. Catch up on old times with my characters (who have become real friends to me). Naw, I think I'll get busy instead...be responsible and trusthworthy.... UGH!
but I am smiling....
love me later~ tj
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