So far, my retirement has been
nothing short of glorious. I have to
pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming.
Over the past twelve years I have
never had a Sunday off unless I requested it.
Today is the first Sunday for the rest of my life that I can truly enjoy
a leisurely Sunday.
Sophie, my little furkid, is in
Seventh Heaven. Ever since I got her
she’s had to spend twelve hours a day alone in the house while I was at
work. Now, she is beside herself with joy. She has her mom all to herself.
Just take a look at her. Is that not the face of a happy pup? She usually sleeps under the covers or on the
same pillow my head is resting on.
This morning we were going to
have breakfast on the deck and watch the squirrels and bunnies cavort in the
back yard but it rained.
I’m going to search for some good
movies to watch nap through and enjoy a lazy day. It’s Sunday after all and we’re retired. Life is good.
I hope your Sunday is peaceful and blessed.
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