Just before bed. The smell from the roast beef I cooked the
boys for dinner lingers from my kitchen. My darling Husband is putting the
dishes away from the dish washer. Teen has some music on from his bedroom and
it really does sound like Christmas as our two dogs are walking around with
their bells on their collars.
Outside the winter is making itself known as the breeze of teen’s
brief departure for some seconds as he entered the garage to turn off the dryer
and left the porch door open.
Not on your Nellie am I going in there until I know its bat
free. Not after the incident this afternoon.
Hoping for a lay in tomorrow morning as we have had some
weeks of earlies and some days ahead too of people visiting so have to be up
and awake.
Going to have a cup of hot chocolate with marshmallows and a
gingerbread snowman before bed. Smile.
And why not?
So some words before I go to bed.
Life is ten per cent of what you experience and ninety per
cent what you do with it! Do you want to be a prisoner of the past or a pioneer
of the future? Take control of your thoughts; don’t allow them to control you. Without
storms in our life, how would we know calm? Now it’s how to deal with the
storms.
I hope you can take to your slumber with gentle warmth and
fall into a peaceful paradise of perfect promises in your dreams and as you
wake in the morn, you will remember your dream and fulfil it. Goodnight
Bloggets and sleep well. X
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