I love having Thursdays off. There is something so nice about taking a day off right before the weekend. My alarm went off at seven this morning due to an early appointment at the Chiropractor's. Why do Swiss doctors always make you take off you clothes, while they watch? I really wasn't expecting to have to get naked at the Chiropractors this morning, but once again I found myself listening to the doctor go on and on about a trip she took to California eight teen years ago while sitting topless in front of her. Not to mention, my back hurts more now then before, I can barely sit in my beloved green desk chair for more then fifteen minutes before it feels like angry gnomes are stabbing me in the lower back with dessert forks. The only good that came from the whole thing was that now at least I can say I had my back checked out.
The rest of the day was spent drinking coffee on the lake while thinking how good life can be, cleaning, washing sheets and socks, and checking out the new spring merchandise in the stores. It was a good day.
If you could go anywhere in the world tomorrow for three days, where would it be?
Tonight's Highlight:
"In the past I'd led with my heart, displayed my desperation like a badge of honor. I'd thought I was being honest, but I'd been a sucker. This time around, I vowed, I'd be cool."The Tender Bar, J.R. Moehringer
(Orange Highlighter: Thick line, five dots)
2 comments:
Gnomes don't stab people.
My first reaction to your three day question would be bed. Second choice would be the hills of Tuscany with Dr. Sylvia, third would be an eighteenth century manor in the English country side. Really, I'd settle for anywhere besides this hell hole of an office.
i like how you allow the reader to know the color of the marker and how many dots exactly.
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