Google+ Followers

Sarah at Christmas

Sarah at Christmas

Monday, September 8, 2014

Gay's Days, September 8, 2014

Don't you just hate it when sleep doesn't come? I don't know why it is...but often that magic component eludes me...as it did last night.

I left the bed, went to my favorite chair, and then continued to read an intriguing book. The Scarlet Cord by Carlene Havel and Sharon Faucheux. I'm 3/4 finished, and I can't wait to read the ending. Wow. Good writing. Remarkable story.


Product Details



 
 
I finally grew sleepy and slept, but I awoke at 5:00. After a cup of coffee, I walked in the neighborhood for one mile. It's hot in Houston, but cooling down a bit. During the summer, I usually travel thirty minutes to the gym. I save time by walking my own streets, but one mile isn't enough...all I could do in the humidity.
 
 
The sky was beautiful. Sarah enjoys the clouds for her rest. She would have been on one of the higher ones this morning, but she prefers the lower hanging ones.  They give her closer access to the humans she's so fond of.  Here's a picture I took not too far from my house. The colors are outstanding. God is an amazing artist.
 
 
 
 
I'm going to start unloading that crowded bedroom and returning items to their proper places. The tile men are coming tomorrow for touch up, but I can start the process of moving stuff.  I plan to sort as I go.  Do you collect junk like I do? Goodness! I'm not a hoarder, but one would wonder if they saw all this paraphernalia I store. Time to rid myself of some of it.  Others can use it. Who needs three measuring cups? Not me. I seldom use one!
 
 
Y'all have a good day, and I'll look in on you tomorrow!