A Day in My Life

The other night, at an open mic, we were trying to remember the words to the Beatle’s song “A Day in the Life.”  So, the thought stayed with me since, and today I had one of those days of having lots on my “to do” list.   Dan started listing all the stuff I’d done by the end of the day, and it sounded like a poem to me, so add writing a poem (free verse, no rhymes) about it to the end of the list.

Busy.

“Got up.

Got outta bed.

Dragged a comb across my head”

Made coffee.

Ate some fruit.

(Took my meds…..)

Cleaned the kitchen

Cleaned the living room

Vacuumed.

Cleaned the toilet.

(Yuck…..)

Got dressed and washed my face.

Brushed my teeth and combed my hair.

(Again.)

Ran to the drugstore

To get a gift card for Amazon

To send to my sister

For her birthday next week.

(Today is my mother’s birthday.

She would have been 98.)

Drove 10 miles to Trader Joes.

I needed ciabatta bread

For my friend who was coming over

For our regularly scheduled gab session.

As I walked into the house

I kissed my man goodbye,

As he left to go play Texas Hold ‘Em.

While I gabbed.

I sat down in front of the gong

And played for a bit.

I’m learning how to get different sounds out of it.

It’s really cool.

My BFF down here came over

She brought Josh Cabernet Sauvignon

It’s my favorite cab.

Heated up the ciabatta bread

Made dipping oil.

We gabbed for 2 hours.

It was lovely.

We solved the worlds problems

And our own.

She left after a couple hours.

I made blueberry muffins

From scratch,

Jordan Marsh recipe.

They came out so good.

We made dinner

Pork cutlet pounded very thin

covered with sauce

and mozzarella cheese

and 3 cheese tortellinis.

Mmmmmm…….

Cleaned the kitchen

After we both tried a blueberry muffin

(They came out good!!)

and sat down.

Oh, and did a couple loads of laundry sometime too,

That was a busy day for me. Phew!!!

We all have days like this, where we are somehow energized by each thing we accomplish. It was fun, all day. Maybe I’ll be tired tomorrow, but maybe not. Life is good!

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