I’ve already fallen way behind in my “mindful actions” which lead to happiness. May 25th I was supposed to spend the night in a new place where I’ve never slept before. Damn that Orlando Bloom and his restraining order. I guess I could have gone in the shed, but it’s awfully hot in there, and let’s not forget the rotting carcass I spoke of earlier. http://simmerup.blogspot.com/2006/11/ants-go-marching.html
May 26 I was supposed to roll around on the floor with an infant. I don’t have an infant and people who do are reluctant to lend them out, particularly for rough-housing. My 11 year old dog, Murphy, will stretch out on the floor for a tummy scratch, but anything more rowdy than that and he responds as if you’ve asked Jackie Mason to play racquetball: “WHAT?! You want I should break my leg?!”
Today I was supposed to carpool to work. Thank God I was off and slept until 10:30, which truly makes me happier than anything else.
My assignment for May 30th is to float on a calm body of water. There is a fountain outside the Starbucks next door to where I work. I’ll see what I can do.
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Can't wait to see the aftermath of the Starbucks-fountain-floating. Maybe Bike Repair Guy will finally have something else to talk about when he sees us.
I'll lend you my toddler, she likes to roll around on the floor.
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That 0006666655555555555555 is how I post my comments with my helpful toddler, who by the way is already rolling on the floor. Great post, not so much for the comment.
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