It's 9:30. I'm currently sitting in bed, ceiling fan going full blast, with a record playing on a brand-spankin' new record player. I have nothing I need to do. No one I need to communicate with. No papers to write, no floors to vacuum, no plans to make.
Bliss. How would you define it?
If there's something I've forgotten to do (and there probably is), I'll remember it in the morning.
But for now....bliss.
This morning I went to yoga, which started me off on the right foot. And now I've just seen the most beautiful sunset - the rosey end to a hot day.
What a perfect Tuesday.
You have some mighty big shoes to fill, Wednesday.