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Published: July 23rd 2020
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Small and simple pleasures - These are the thoughts that forever go through your mind when you lie in bed waiting for sleep to come . They are the thoughts that go through my mind when I wake. I am sure it is a feeling that everyone knows. Simple pleasures the words kept going through my mind. Staying in bed as long as I wanted to . If it were not a working day I could stay in as long as I wanted to. But that would mean a wasted day . A day I would not get back if I wasted it. Simple pleasures of the sun streaming through the bedroom windows. Breakfast taken slowly. A hot steaming cup of coffee . A day ahead to do what I wanted . As little as possible or as much as I wanted to do.
Walks - the same paths , the same gardens, the same houses and the same people . Man with dog - walking the dog before he starts work . The simple pleasure of saying good morning , talking about the weather and trying to work out what he does for a living . Construction - he
wears builders boots . But they are clean and his overalls show no sign of cement , paint or plaster . The man in the blue coat carrying his newspaper under his arm. Retired I guess . The simple pleasures of watching Spring blossom and move into Summer. Listening to the birds singing . Seeing the ducks on the water. Picking a bunch of pink roses that were growing in the hedge of a derelict house. I am sure no-one would miss them and I loved them.
Lao Tzu said " If you realise you have enough you are truly rich " With my bunch of pink roses in my hands I felt truly blessed . Words I dwelt on whilst I drank my third cup of coffee of the day. We have another viewing this afternoon . Would we be blessed by finding a buyer this time?
As the day went on the simple pleasures drifted in and out of my mind. Our viewers came round . A whistle stop tour. The fastest time I have taken to show someone the house. I wondered why they had bothered coming . They showed no interest at all .
The flitted through the hall and into the lounge . I made the attempt to tell them what was new and what we had improved . They headed for the kitchen . I tried again to show them what I thought they might be interested in. Nothing - I gave up by the time I got to the bedrooms and bathroom . Wondering if we would ever find someone interested in our home.
Sleep didnt come easy on Day 121 - I wondered if my knack of being able to read people had suddenly gone out of the window . Everyone that I had taken round the house had given me a headache . Those I thought interested were not . Those who looked disintested liked the house . Yes I had had a day of small pleasures . I hope that tomorrow I will find more of them .
My last thoughts before I dropped off to sleep were around how many days left now to our holidays? 64 days and counting down . A whole month of small pleasures.
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Home and Away
Bob Carlsen
Simple pleasures for me as a retired person...
is to be able to sleep in. As a night person I can still get everything I need to done...just later. With Covid-19 it has also been easy to disconnect from everything that caused stress...like city governance. I've updated my spreadsheet for my visit to Scotland next Sep to coincide with the Blairgowrie Highland games which are held the first Sunday of every Sep...except this year. I just leave a day earlier as the games next year are a day earlier than this year. As for this year we are visiting my kids in CA and CT...a lot of driving. I look forward to reading your blogs about visiting southern France. We used to take frequent vacations to Antibes, and I really miss that.