So much worse.
And the whining puppy whose siren call pilfered my sleep did not endear me to him, no matter how cute he was with that waggy greeting from his kennel in the kitchen when I staggered in there!
Shawn Bird is an author, poet, and educator in the beautiful Shuswap region of British Columbia, Canada. She is a proud member of Rotary and a former Rotary Youth Exchange Student.
RT @jdubqca: let me see
let me gather my thoughts
like I gather flowers in the garden
one precise cut at a time 2 hours ago
RT @matpVI: Henry 'We are seeing 100% household transmission'
So why are school exposure notices still saying household members with no sy… 1 day ago
5:30 p.m. Friday. Just home.
So. Tired.
Too tired to cook, so I'm climbing into bed, and perhaps I will wake up i… twitter.com/i/web/status/1…2 days ago
Keep the blinds pulled… 🙂
Sadly, one must rise and go work…
🙂
ah! it always comes too early! or at least too soon. Worse in the summertime.
So much worse.
And the whining puppy whose siren call pilfered my sleep did not endear me to him, no matter how cute he was with that waggy greeting from his kennel in the kitchen when I staggered in there!