DAY 3 of RRBC’s #ADayInMyLife 30-Day #Blogging Challenge @maurabeth2014 @RRBC_Org @RRBC_RWISA @Tweets4RWISA #RWISA

Day 3 – Wednesday, January 4, 2023

Today I had to drag myself, kicking and screaming, to this computer to blog about Day 3. I looked for a nice picture to put in here, but couldn’t remember how to do that. I have done it, but when I consulted my brain, it said, “sorry, that info isn’t here anymore.” So, just imagine something interesting right here. C’mon! You’re a writer. You can do it.

I really had a delightful day. This morning I met a good friend from that local writer’s group that I mentioned yesterday, and we had breakfast in a diner. Maybe it’s just me, but is there anything better than a diner breakfast? (See, here is where a picture would be really great. Imagine a plate with runny eggs, and home fries, all salty and a little crispy, and a couple pieces of rye toast loaded with butter. Oh, yum!) Well, now I’m hungry again.

My friend, I will call her Ellen in case she wouldn’t want me to mention her name, is just a delightful person. She is good for my soul, I think. She is so sweet, and upbeat (although she has had her share of hardships, for sure), and has a great sense of humor. She always has a crazy, offbeat story to tell about something she has experienced or done in her past, too. A couple of husbands and divorces, lived in some unusual homes, like a little, tiny house on a nature preserve, for instance. Her stories that she writes are always in the fantasy or supernatural genre, an outgrowth of her unusual imagination. Anyway, breakfast was a real tonic, then I set out to do errands.

Full disclosure. My first errand was one I couldn’t tell George about. See, I want to get another dog to keep Ziggy company. We had another dog when we got him – sweet little Eden, the cutest little Cavalier King Charles Spaniel you ever saw – but sadly, she died a few years ago. I feel like maybe Ziggy would feel calmer when he’s left alone if he had a companion. George thinks he will be upset and jealous. Despite this, today I snuck over to the local animal shelter to take a look. And guess what – maybe this is that “Serendipity” I go on about – but it was closed! Is somebody up there trying to tell me something? What do you think?

The whole “other dog” thing is kind of an obsession with me now. We almost always have had two dogs, so I feel like something is lacking in our lives with just one. Every morning, while I drink my coffee (two cups, lots of cream, life is good) I say to myself “Hmm, maybe I should read the news, keep up with what’s happening in the world. Or (I gaze at the ceiling, finger to my chin) I could just check a few animal rescue websites, yeah, I could do that real quick and THEN I could read the news.” It’s like I’m addicted to a kind of Puppy Porn, where I look at lots of pictures of dogs I probably can’t have. But that very special one could be out there, just waiting and hoping to be adopted, right? So, any thoughts about this from you readers out there?

But, alas, didn’t get to look at any live pups today, so I trekked on over to our little town, which has an adorable Main Street like something in a TV movie, and browsed around, made a return of a Christmas present I had gotten for Ziggy (a doggie sweater that didn’t fit) and stopped by the new Latte Bar. I didn’t want a coffee latte, since I had already had several coffees, so the “barista” suggested a Chai Latte. I had high hopes, but it was so sweet I couldn’t even drink it. Now I know.

Okay, that’s it (at least what I want to tell . . . now, aren’t you curious about what I left out? Who knows what I could have gotten up to?) But – parting note – tomorrow is the big Dryer Repair Day. I need to go to bed early, be really rested so I can withstand the disappointment when he/she invariably tells me we need a rare ball bearing from Taiwan or someplace that only ships during alternate full moons. So it won”t be here till March. Or something. No disrespect for Taiwan intended.

Over and out.