This was my day today.  It was a good day.

This morning:

Meditated for 20 minutes.

Blogged (A Little Obsessing as I Put the Chaos Away)

Washed and folded two loads of laundry.

Cleaned the downstairs bathroom.

Made my son and I breakfast.

While I ate it, I watched Cheryl Strayed, author and participant of “Wild” on Super Soul Sunday, it was a new episode.

I was so completely and utterly inspired by her, as I was last time I saw her.

Spent 20 minutes trying to take the sprayer off the hose in the front of my house. Said sprayer was seized onto the hose fitting. Son brought hose from the back of the house, hooked it up, Hooked it up to the power washer.

Power washed the front of the house. The WHOLE front. Windows, door, double garage door. All the vinyl siding. It didn’t take as long as I thought. About an hour. While doing it, I was going backward up the three steps from my brick sidewalk to the door. I thought I was on the top step. I was not. I landed on my butt, in a puddle of water.

I was already soaked, I just got up and continued on until I was done.

This actually took me into the afternoon.

Afternoon:

My son made me a siracha chicken egg roll. It was really good. I got a glass of water and sat on the couch. I was more exhausted than I imagined possible. I had a second glass of water. I texted a friend and asked her to come over for dinner. I was making a roast pork and roasted potatoes, and a spinach and cheese casserole. My son had a friend over. I had enough food for 4 of us. And still leftovers.

My friend accepted.

I started the blog “Where to Start, full of quotes by Cheryl Strayed.

I decided to take a nap. Did I mention I was exhausted?

I couldn’t sleep when I laid down, even though I was falling asleep on the couch before I went to my bed. I was thinking, stupidly, sadly, about how S and I would take a nap every Sunday before I went home. Why? Do I like to torture myself? Even in the short time in January, we still did it. It was our way. So I sent him reiki. I felt some resistance, I don’t know if he was in a place to let it in. Not for any reason except to allow me to relax and go to sleep for a little while. Before, last November and December when I would feel his energy, and I couldn’t talk to him, I dealt with it by sending him Reiki. So, I decided to get back into that habit, because it’s the only way I know to deal with it.  I hope it did him some good.

I fell asleep for about 20 minutes, maybe a half hour.

I got up, I put the pork roast in the oven, and prepared the rest of the meal to put in the oven.

This evening:

My friend came, we had a couple glasses of wine while dinner cooked. My son and his friend, my friend and I sat at my kitchen table and talked, and enjoyed each other’s company.

Sometime during the day, I got two messages from men on a dating site.  I think they both just want sex.  I think they are real, not scammers.  One is much younger than me, by 18 years.  He has hit me a few times, says he likes older women.  LOL.  The other one is interested in an “Open” relationship.  Um, no.  I’ve done that, unaware.  Got the t-shirt, which I ripped up and threw away.  s

My friend left about 8:30, and I put my jammies on.

I started this blog, and fell asleep on the couch.

My son just came up to check on me, laughing, sound asleep with the lap top on my lap.

I think I’ll go to bed.

Lovely Sunday. Lovely weekend. I accomplished everything I meant to do this weekend. Yay!

Florida is closer!

Love and light.