Off of the Chair
With the death of Ms. Kitty this past July, a big area of my office - the area where her dinner table and bathroom were nicely guarded by a baby gate so that a Buddha dog couldn't barge in and interrupt important matters - was left vacant. Since nature and my office both abhor vacuums, Ms. Kitty's area became a dumping ground for ThingsWeDon'tKnowWhatToDoWith. But NO MORE! Thanks to the wonders of CraigsList, in the space that was Ms. Kitty's home, there is now a big, spiffy, comfy chair and humongous ottoman in which to contemplate, luxuriate, cogitate marinate, and appreciate.
And...
With the death of my plans to go to the Middle East this past December, this week was left vacant. Since nature and my life both abhor vacuums, I grabbed this week by the, um, reins and claimed it as MINE. And throughout the week, I sat A LOT in my big, spiffy, comfy chair with its humongous ottoman and I contemplated, luxuriated, cogitated, marinated, and appreciated.
For Five Days!
It was wonderful.
I still haven't figured out the answers to some questions
But answers don't seem too important right now.
