Cinaed and Quiet Mornings

I woke up to a text from cinaed this morning; it was cute and made me yearn to be with them as they went about their day. However, thats not possible right now, so I got up, made a pot of tea and a quick breakfast of scrambled eggs, toast, and some fruit; as I was eating it, I had the urge to call, and boy was I glad I called, he was driving around where our old house was and visiting people, and he had to get off after a bit cause he was going to help with haying or something of the sort and something wonderful happened. He hung up the phone, or he thought he did, so I could hear the first part of the conversation with someone I hadn’t talked to in quite a while. It made me feel like a kid again sitting in the truck when someone pulled up to speak to him; it brought back memories of my childhood, smells of cut grass, horses, air after the rain and diesel, and the orange cleaner they use to clean oil off skin. It wasn’t much, but it made me grateful for when I was younger and wondering when he would stop talking. It seemed to take forever, younger me was a lot more dramatic than I am now, but I was always happy to be dragged places to see/talk with whoever as long as I was with Cinaed. 

Its the highlight of the weekend; I spent sat cleaning the apartment (some left to do, but the majority of it done), cleaning out my room, getting rid of several things I dont need/use, doing laundry, taking care of the hamster’s cage and letting him run for a bit and ended the day reading outside till I got chilly and coming inside to curl up and read here. Having just got off ten day stretch this weekend is just what I needed; I didn’t push myself; I just did some things ive been wanting to do but didn’t have enough time or something along those lines. I also discovered something new; I can drink tea without adding anything to it, which I didn’t think would ever happen; it’s a pleasant surprise; Cinaed says it’s about time we’re getting to enjoy things properly, hahah. 

Im feeling homesick for my childhood, for not needing to rush and rush, the stresses of being an adult, among other things, the feeling of freedom and no pressure to be something others want me to be or to conform to. That’s all I have for this post; I will head off and finish my podcast episode tomorrow. It’s on a different book than I started, but I hope people like it. 

Till Next Time, 

Meg

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