That Sweet Sunny Spot
My pugs teach me things but they probably don't know it. The sun has shifted with the seasons (even though it doesn't feel like Spring) and it pours into a different window this time of year. My house is often chilly in the morning so they basked in the sun on the bare floor in the middle of a room...maximizing their comfort potential. I look at them and they seem so content. All they desire is their basic necessities...food, playing and fighting with each other, keeping warm in the cool weather and cool in the warm weather, and--above all--love and affection from me. Sometimes when things seem harried and slightly askew--like now, for example--I wish I could pare my necessities down to that. Though I write this blog on living simply my life is as busy as any...and like many mine is often busier than I'd like. Sometimes I have to give myself permission to do nothing. At present I have two stories which are past deadline and the kitchen needs cleaning, but it is my day off work and after running errands on a heavy bike in frigid temperatures I am tired. Tonight I need to give myself permission to do nothing (i.e. watch a movie). Things will get done in due time; that's what I have to keep telling myself. I have a fresh bottle of red wine and the wood stove is hot. The dogs are laying in between me and the stove...every so often letting out a purr, snort, or fart that only pugs can do. Even though the sun has set a couple hours ago I'll take a lesson from them and take the night off, just chill...and lay in that sweet sunny spot.