Thank God for Sunday

I bolted out of bed at 6:15am, already worrying about the first three things I would need to tackle at the office. In the midst of a contemplative moment in the bathroom, it dawned that today is not Monday. I went back to bed and listened to a great edition of BBC Radio 4’s Desert Island Discs featuring Damien Hirst. It is now 7:15am. Monday to Friday at this time I would be pounding along  Route 50. Instead, today I am drinking coffee and eating reheated cheesy leek and ham macaroni bake  left over from yesterday. In the yard, the first of my darkest irises is now in bloom. The day is also unfurling. I am happy.

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About Liz Barron

US Peace Corps Volunteer in Armenia. Permanent address in Washington DC. Deep roots in Northern Ireland and persistent Belfast accent. Blogger,cook, mother, grandma, Scrabble-player and enthusiastic world traveler.
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