“Don’t get so busy making a living that you forget to make a life.” ~ Dolly Parton
The weather in Kentucky this weekend has been dismal, but Friday morning it was beautiful. I got to start my weekend Friday with Charlotte Webb (I needed that haircut in a big way). She had refreshing yellow roses in her lobby. They were beautiful against the rare blue sky, and they set the stage for a wonderful weekend to come, although the rest of the day was spent trying to get poor Leo to eat. Once the cone of shame was removed he perked up and regained his appetite. His healing has gone very well over the weekend. In fact, he met me in the living room bright and early this morning. It warmed my heart to see him. Taxes also got done thanks to Lorri Dillon who, once more, did not fail to entertain with the giant pencil fit for a first grader used to sign my documents. She’s hilarious and always a pleasure to visit with. My fridge has been dying for two years, and last week, when the noises became ominous, I decided the duct tape approach had run its course. The new fridge will be here Wednesday. In between I got lots of cleaning, organizing, groceries, cooking, and kitteh cuddles finished. And I even got to enjoy a wonderful reading at Rabbit House Books & Notions. I’ve long been an advocate of the three-day weekend and this is precisely why: I can get a month’s worth of work done with one extra day. And look at all the wonderful people I saw. I’m now sufficiently ready to welcome a new week. Let’s make it a great one!