It's Sunday morning and the kids are in bed. This means it's quiet....for now. of course Buddy our dog is up, but he's not scratching at the door to go out yet, so all is well....for now.
I love the weekends because most of the time, there is nowhere I have to be. I relax, get my laundry done, and get on the internet. I do, however have to walk Buddy. I wish I could just open the door and let him go "do his business", but he would just take off. He has gotten out before and come back though. I was told once that if a beagle runs away, they come back if they're loved. Maybe that's why he came back. He knew we loved him.
I love my life. I'm very satisfied. I hate winter, but I realize it makes me appreciate the warmer temperatures. I guess I've learned to take the good with the bad. If we didn't have the bad, we probably wouldn't appreciate the good, would we?
Aah to be satisfied. There's nothing like it.
