Stolen Time

Buy A Little House

I’m tired, but I’m not tired. Do you know what I mean? I feel like Frost, I have miles to go before I sleep. This week is getting the better of me. I have still found things to smile over and small blessings in my day, but, I am so ready for the weekend. I don’t feel that I have had one moment to truly catch my breath.

I think I have to give up on my dream of a snow day as the days are moving more and more into Spring. However, our nights have been very cold and there is usually frost on the ground in the morning. So, now I will dream of the weekend, because all I want to do is lay in bed with Mr. Michie, go for a long walk, get some coffee, make a loaf of bread, watch a good movie and just be.

I wanted a snow day, not only because I LOVE snow, but because it is stolen time, an unexpected gift to make all your own. So, this weekend amongst all the things that must be done, we are going to find some time to steal and make our own.

I love the picture above and it always makes me think of my favorite Feist song. In true Feist fashion the video is a bit wacky, but the lyrics speak volumes to me. Happy Wednesday!

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