Just This Day

I took Georgie out for a long walk early this morning. I’ve been so exhausted and drained this week (new client who only speaks French = lots of extra, hard work and no breaks) that I’ve been dragging myself out of bed at 7:30 and taking her around the block super-quick before I open at 7:45, so it was nice to have the time for a real walk, although I’m not sure I want to get up at 5:30 every day. It was calm and peaceful out, hardly anyone around and the sun just peeking over the buildings. The air is cool and crisp and even though it isn’t raining today I was glad I wore my new Lululemon pants and jacket over my leggings and a t-shirt (oh and the reason it stopped raining last night is because I went and bought those pants and that jacket, so YOU’RE WELCOME Vancouver).

While I was walking I was thinking about all the lovely things I’d like to do today, but can’t. I’d like to crawl back into my cozy bed for a few more hours, and maybe when Taylor got home I could doze beside him. I’d like to take better advantage of this gorgeous early autumn morning by taking the dog for a stroll along the Seawall or through Stanley Park. I’d like to pop over to the gym for a quick workout and then, re-energized, do a really good job of cleaning my apartment. I’d like to find a new book to read and curl up on the couch with a mug of tea and my kindle. I’d like to spend the afternoon working on my self-portrait or sewing some little toys for Symphony. I’d like to have the time to properly shop for groceries and try some new and delicious recipe for dinner or finally make that pie I keep talking about.

Today, I would just like my days to be my own. Or maybe just this day.

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