No more morosity.
Today is sunshine, puppies, no funny substances stuck under my toilet rim, a full belly of eclectic and nourishing food, chai tea (without sugar), and an effective hard water de-mineralizer.
Yea, today there is no fuzz on my sweater coat, no ambivalence about my discipline methods, and plenty of butterflies, even the ones that look like moths.
Today, there are no hairline zits, no fecal hemocult tests (two), and no neighbors with a garage full of Harleys.
No. Today there ARE neighbors with Harleys. Because we’re all born to be wild.
This is a day for palm fronds in vases on credenzas, lunches with husbands and minty toothpaste that doesn’t burn your tonsils.
Today, unlike yesterday, I find that I can indeed afford a new pair of dark wash trouser jeans, the wedges that go with them, and the patterned trapeze top.
Or, probably something more form-fitting.
This Thursday, there are an abundance of maids who want to work for free, because they like me and just want to hang around the house, while also cleaning and cooking. Just because.
Also, there is mail. Brown paper packages tied up with string. Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens.
Today, today is a new day.
I embrace it with toned biceps and trapezoids, coming to a “V” on a back with little to no bra fat.