8.11.2012

Day Eight of Susan's vacation she woke up in her own bed and emerged like the goddess of her universe with a relaxed glow, and no back ache from someone else's mattress.
She made herself a pot of coffee and some Irish oatmeal, the kind you have to cook on the stove for a half hour. Eating out exclusively for a week had left her unable to poop, but that would be fixed shortly.
Lucy, the dog came home! She was temporarily sweet smelling and a pound or two lighter.
The washing machine was put into immediate service, windows were opened, deck furniture was hosed off and another Saturday was in full swing.

2 comments:

The Zadge said...

There's a lot of talk about poop and anuses on the web today. I wonder what's up.

Where the Fur Flies said...

Some day, I'm going to wrap up a vacation by getting a laundry service to deal with all the dirty clothes. I think laundry's why most of us come home a day or two early - so we can get it all done before we have to go back to work.