Here’s a laugh to end your day because the little things are worth a giggle or two.
I walked Phoebe earlier and discovered it was nice and cool this morning.
65°, overcast, and breezy.
My Pennsylvania roots were smiling.
I thought:
“What a beautiful morning. I’ll be productive.”
✔️ Walk dogs.
✔️ Dishes.
✔️ Laundry.
✔️ Coffee.
✔️ Patio.
Then my brain added:
“While I’m out here, I’ll just quickly sweep these leaves.”
Nature:
“No.”
I practically felt a pat on my head and heard, “Well, aren’t you adorable?”
My neat pile blew apart and most of the leaves scattered… back on the patio floor.
Leaves possess a mysterious property where they remain completely motionless until the second you’ve organized them.
Then they become sentient.
I laughed out loud, put the broom away, and sipped my by-then cold coffee.
Honestly, younger me would have:
Swept.
Re-swept.
Muttered.
Re-re-swept.
Declared war on the wind.
Current me:
laughed
“Good enough.”
returned to coffee
That, my friend, is wisdom.
😌💅
And can we just appreciate this weather for a moment?
65°, overcast, breezy…
That’s the kind of morning that tricks you into believing you should become:
- a patio person,
- a gardener,
- a woman who journals outdoors,
- someone who regularly enjoys fresh air.
Then Atlanta remembers it’s Atlanta.
🥵🔥
For now, though, I enjoyed my cooler coffee, the cleaner-ish patio, and the fact that Hotlanta took a break today.
A successful morning, even if the leaves won on points. 🍂☕💜
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