Yawn and Move Along

Today is a special day because it is my birthday. I have no plans. Well that's not true; I plan to do nothing, and that is just the way I like it. The housekeepers arrived this morning to clean our home, and I was disappointed...disappointed because they would be disturbing my morning of birthday sleep. Am I that big of an #^@ - (*&^%? Yes, they would be disturbing my plans of nothingness. At least I was hip to my ridiculousness, quickly shrugged off my disappointment, and went downstairs, made a cup a cough, and am doing now some of which I love most: drinking java, writing, and doing not much. Jewelry designing will come later when I'm awake. I tried subscribing to the maxim, "I can sleep when I'm dead," but it didn't last. I like to wallow and loll in fluffy blankets - pug or husband, or nothing by my side, and stare at the ceiling or far off corners and sleepily s t r e t c h .