I just signed an email “Monday morning eyes”.
One of the best parts of life involve signing emails with creative names, don’t you think? Of course, one can only play this game with creative souls, best buddies and offspring. Everyone else might stare askance at their inbox and mutter craziness beneath their upright breath.
What be Monday morning eyes?
Sleepy eyes. Eyes not aiming toward work. Lazy eyes longing for weekend fun. Eyes not towing the line. Dreaming eyes. Eyes without focus…
Yet Monday, Monday arrives and the eyes must harden, peer at numbers, obey the insistence to earn one’s weekly pay.
One’s weekly pay might have just bought a dehumidifier for one’s basement. We should have purchased said dehumidifier fifteen years ago. Already the basement feels drier, less clammy, more inviting. I lingered down there breathing the dehumidified air for two hours last night.
Cost? About $250 when one adds the appropriate hose to drain the moisture into the sump pump.
It’s good to have a job.
Off to work! You eyes will wake up soon. I promise.
Are your eyes wide awake now? What’s happening in your world?