1. After a couple of fun-packed days going to Spokane and Airway Heights, I spent today at home and focused on getting my laundry done. After doing a bedsheet inventory last week and deciding to donate two sets of perfectly good sheet sets that I bought as an experiment and decided I didn't want after all, it was especially good today to launder the two sets of sheets that I ordered online and that arrived over the weekend.
2. I returned to a former pleasure today and yesterday that I'd almost forgotten about.
It's simple.
I heated up milk in a saucepan and fixed morning cups of coffee that were about half coffee and half hot milk.
It's as close as I can get to a cafe au lait.
3. I've returned to another former pleasure that got away from me over the last, oh, fifteen years.
When living in Eugene, I used to have music on all through the night. Sometimes it was the Grateful Dead channel on Sirius/XM. Other times I played Eugene's classical station, KWAX, through the night or I'd play jazz programming from KLCC.
Recently, I brought our wireless speaker in the bedroom and Copper and I have had music on all through the night, mostly via Spotify. Recently, I've been playing jazz as presented on Chet Baker Radio and to classical music as curated on Bach Radio.
I play the music quietly all through the night and day. At night, it doesn't hinder my sleep. When the music does wake me up, it's not as a hindrance -- it's because, say, a classical piece I have a long history with and a deep love for, has come on and something inside me wants me awake to listen to it.
I'm not very good with the names of classical pieces and I don't always even know what composer's work I'm listening to. But, I guess you could say I'm good at feeling how these pieces get to me and it's a pleasure to feel the happiness, sadness, nostalgia, love, and other emotions that rise up inside me and to have memories I cherish come back to me, even if in fragments.
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