Take the Time to Waste a Moment
Waking during the night and needing the toilet, ah the joys of getting older. The bathroom window is open a smidge and the room is chilly; especially this month with the Beast of the East roaming these parts. The slate tiles were bitter cold beneath my feet, so it was a hasty pee so I could dart back to bed. Back between the sheets, my body heat still lingered and the warmth enveloped my feet. Although it’s a slightly different story when the hubby’s there, much to his chagrin, I don’t hesitate in planting my feet on his warm legs. But I digress, as I snuggled back in, the thought crossed my mind; that this has to be one of my favourite things; the childlike comfort of a cosy bed.
So, I got to thinking about the other things that warm the cockles of your heart. No surprises, but I have so many feel goods, and one such is Musicals, I freaking love a musical. In particular, Oliver (always fancied myself as Nancy) and The Sound of Music. My Favourite Things is well, one of my favourite things. It reminds of happy times, and the optimistic lyrics never fail to make me reminisce. Rodgers and Hammerstein at their absolute best.
By my bedside, I keep notepads, and whenever a thought pops into my head, I write it down. Because if I don’t, the idea will up and vanish like a fart in the wind. Cheers menopause! I also have a wee notepad in which at the end of every day, I write down the things I’m thankful for. Fortunately, I’m never lost for words. Gratitude is a good way to give back to the Universe, and reminding oneself makes for a better night’s sleep (that and an orgasm and or a good book).
One such scribble was to write a personal version of My Favourite Things. So in honour of great lyrics, and in their place are my words.
P.S. As you read, it helps if you sing the tune in your head 🙂
The Simple Things
Fresh pyjamas and flannelette sheets.
When the bees hum and the birds sing.