So, I bought a new inexpensive doormat, and it was delivered today. After I swapped the door mats, I cleaned up the old one and put it in the garage for now. I’ll probably swap them again the next time I want a change—or, I might put the old one by the side door to the garage because I actually probably use that door nearly as much as the front door (my rubbish and recycling wheelie bins are there, and I often go out that door to bring a barking Leo back inside the house…).
In the photo up top, there’s dry grass clippings at the front edge of the doormat, blown there from the lawn, which I mowed a week ago today—I noticed that there’s a lot of dry grass clippings around. The (barely visible) water drops on the cement are because I’d just watered the plants by the front door.
This was not a significant thing, nor a big job or project, but over the past week I’ve been extremely busy with a bunch of other little projects (more about that later this week). That’s kept be busy in the daytime, and left me little or no time for my usual blogging and podcasting, mainly because, even on a normal day, I’m generally too tired to do any of that stuff in the evenings.
Last week I also slept badly on three different nights, and that can wipe me out for the entire next day. Add it all together, and I have a backlog of stories to tell—positive stories, no less (aside from the poor sleep, of course).
Each of those stories I haven’t been able to get to yet has more to it than merely what I did—in some cases, it’s the rest of the story that’s actually the point. Just like today.
Today I changed a doormat because I wanted to make a change out front, right at the front door. What led me to do that, and what’s been keeping me so busy, are things with stories still to come.
But at least my house has a fresh doormat saying “hello”.
2 comments:
Is that by Adele or Lionel Richie?
Well! Since I'm obviously so very young, Adele. I mean, obviously.
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