Five in the morning. The usual picture: I'm running around the house, getting ready for work. Meanwhile, the dogs are lazily watching my movements.
I'm not an envious person. But this is the case when envy begins to move inside me. These warm furry asses that instantly took my place on the bed... Do they know how lucky they are? Fifteen to twenty minutes I'll be out on a cold December morning. They will stay at home and continue to sleep.
But they're in a grievance against me. How dare I leave them alone?! Although, of course, it has no basis. First of all, they are not alone. They are eighteen and they are quite capable of entertaining each other. Secondly... if they knew how happy I would stay at home...
Now, when the nights are so dark and the morning is cold and unwelcoming, it costs me a lot of effort to make myself wake up. I would stay at home with great pleasure. But my job is waiting for me... it can't be changed anytime soon.
But I'm going on vacation in January. I'll be getting enough sleep for 26 days and doing what I like. Well, maybe not all the time... I've planned a big house cleaning. I want to leave a minimum of things to minimise the order that dogs create in my absence. Insidious plan 😁
