Clean the office. Make dinner. Fill the bird feeders. Take the dog for a walk. Pull weeds in the garden. Put out the bird bath. Laundry. Clean the bathroom. Change the sheets on the guest beds.
No, this is not a list of things that I have done today. This is a list of the things that I could or should be doing instead of sitting at the computer.
But I am not. Doing them, that is.
My laziness continues. I don’t feel like doing much at all. I made it to work. I have handled the work emails. I have put together the list of client files I need for tomorrow. That’s about it.
I am sitting here, looking out the window at the crabapple tree that is heavy with red buds. They should open in just a few days. The entire street is lined with these trees. We have one just outside our front door.
The front yard looks so green. My husband mowed it, the birds are walking across it, looking for juicy bugs and worms. The trees are showing small green leaves, which barely make shade as the sun shines on them. The neighbors’ house is barely visible across the street. Its white siding peeks between the branches of the crab tree. There are my diet coke cans waiting to be recycled. They don’t spoil the view.
Every once in a while a bee flits by the window on the way to the crab tree. That tree will be able to keep many bees happy for a long time. The sun has been glowing on and off, dimming with each passing cloud. There is a light breeze that sneaks over the windowsill, riffling the papers on my desk. The smell of the fresh air clears the musty smell of the computer. There are many birds, flying in and out of the tree, singing and chasing each other. Love is in the air!
My little dog often sits at my feet under my desk. Today he has deserted me for the bedroom chair which is much softer than the floor and which has a view of the back yard. The other morning he was very excited to wake us up at 5 AM to be sure we saw the wild turkeys crossing the yard. Today, things seem quiet. He is snoozing-well, he was until I woke him up for this picture…..he thought he’d missed something outside the window.
This is much better than doing all of those other things.
They will wait.
It is supposed to rain again all weekend.