Saturday, March 12, 2016

Red Red Wine




Some days it's hard to get out of bed. Today was one of those days.  Oh, how I longed to laze away the morning, to drift luxuriously in and out of dreams; to ignore the obligations of the coming day.

You deserve a lazy day, my brain prompted me from it's dreamy state.....you owe it to yourself.....

Rationalizations, drift idly through my brain like wispy white clouds on a bright blue morning, delicately tempting me to concede.

But laziness, I know, is a slippery slope, the end, never justifying the means.

So with a stretch and a groan, I pry my pouting body from comfort of my bed with promises of fresh coffee and sunshine....

"and tonight", I say aloud, "if you finish your projects, you'll get a nice tall glass of red, red wine."









3 comments:

  1. I may or may not be singing Red, Red, Wine at the moment:-) my favorite line refers to the pouty body. Something I am living every day at the moment. :-)

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  2. I reward myself with a nice, tall glass of red, red wine often!

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  3. I reward myself with a nice, tall glass of red, red wine often!

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