This morning I woke up fifteen minutes earlier to fit a shower in and stumbled around making breakfast and trying to collect the scattered pieces I’d need as part of my day. Leaving on time, at a brisk trot for the bus stop, my morning mumbling and singing to myself was innterupted by a man who wished to let me know I was pretty, followed by sexy, followed by “a big woman”, I can only assume he was refering to my butt. Yech.
I picked a bunch of wild flowers, butter and eggs and the dandelion cousin that grows in sprays with small blossoms. They’re in a glass of water on my desk now, turned to put their best features forward. Having a month at my job, I’m starting to get cozy at my desk and thinking about decorating, though as yet I’m not sure how. Maybe a square of pretty wrapping paper as wall paper?