I was watching Chewy watching the birds this morning. I woke up before light, went downstairs to make coffee and while I peeked out the window I saw two black spots out on the hill. Moose!
I went outside on the deck with my robe, and sock slippers and tried to get pictures. Chewy ran out right behind me; all morning since he has been chasing the chickadees and red polls around on the deck. He is so funny. Soon he starts whining because he can't catch anything.
I went from window to window watching him and the moose, taking pictures.
Lots of time passed and I never got dressed but laughed, sipped on some good, hot coffee and took pictures.
Soon here comes a big truck, the phone rings, it's someone asking: "Where is the Amsoil additive your husband wants added to the stove oil tank?" I know where that is but I want to run and get dressed but here comes the man that needs it! So, I put on my most laid back, this is the way it is look and walked outside in my robe and sock slippers to give him what he needed.
"Good morning! How are you today?"
"I am doing good, thank you," I said while I handed him the stuff and hurried back inside, remembering the whole time that I had decided I would attempt to share something about myself to the next person that asks "how are you" because all my usually quiet self ever thinks to say is "good" in reply.
"Hi, how are you?"
Do people really expect a reply to that or is it just a greeting? This morning, my reply was a quick answer to a greeting!
(Doug had sent a "heads up" via email about the fuel guy coming this morning but I didn't turn on my computer until after 11 today.)
Millie has been resting 37 days today.