Many people were out and about today, grilling, celebrating our freedom, trying not to catch their hair on fire, marching in parades, grooming beloved pets, playing the tuba (wink wink), or working hard to protect everyone else. None of that was me. Or my Grand Dog.
Here is what my day was like, as it unfolded, beginning with the much-too-early-start (all of them), right up to now.
Unknown amount of time before 10:00 a.m. ~ The cop who lives in my house gathers all that is necessary for HIS day, standing in front of the closet, while Max supervises from his position of a relaxed sprawl across my mid-section. I am mostly still sleeping.
Some minutes after 10:00 a.m. ~ An alarm blares. It is NEAR my head, and yet, is not my alarm. Obviously I am the only person in the house, because otherwise this racket would have stopped by now. I flail around for a few minutes (confusing Max) and determine it’s Dan’s clock radio. I stab a few buttons until it stops making noise. Max and I go back to sleep.
More minutes after 10:00 a.m. ~ Max leaps from the bed (keep in mind that I told you all how our bed is an old-fashinoned-bag-of-water Water Bed), and launches himself at the sliding glass window (which is covered in vertical blinds, so how the fuck he EVER knows what’s out there is beyond me, daily). Max barks, I ignore him.
10:30 -something a.m. ~ Clock radio which is NOT mine goes off again. Max has stopped barking and returned to his other job of sleeping on me while simultaneous cutting off all circulation to my legs. We are both bothered by this new interruption. I yank the cord from the wall. Noise stops. We sleep.
11:40-ish ~ Max is once more jettisoned from the bed causing a minor tsunami, but I ignore him. He feels this is wrong, so after barking furiously and shoving the plastic slats around noisily, he jumps onto my back and begins licking my ear. If he could talk he’d be saying “Nana! Danger! Wake up!” But he can’t, so he launches back over to the door and barks in that direction. Eventually he must get back on the bed, because the next thing I know my REAL alarm is going off and I can no longer feel my feet, someONE’S dead weight has returned.
1:23 p.m. ~ We leave the bed. I open the blinds and look right into the eyes of a small deer who is standing on our back slab next to one of my neighbor’s cats. Max flings himself at the window, returning to his previous barking frenzy (this time he’s most likely saying ”see?! Forgawdsakes Nana, I TOLD YOU!“). We all, those of us not barking, just stand and look at each other. I walk away.
2:00 -ish ~ Bike ride (after card draw and vitamin/supplement/water ingestion. For me, not Max. He had breakfast earlier and needs to stay home to hold down the living room couch while I’m gone).
3:00 -ish ~ Text exchange with my son. Max and I go outside, pull weeds and tidy up the Fairy Walk, alternating with some sitting and reading time. Get a message from Dan, he opened and closed the parade but now has to take a woman to jail. (Loooooong story, he knows who she is and everyone has sort of been looking for her.)
4:30 -ish ~ Empress arrives home, gathers Max and leaves again. I almost finish my weeding.
5:00 -ish ~ Get a text from Dan, he has left the jail and is going to Mayberry so he can get the paperwork done. I move along to more homework reading.
6:00 -ish ~ Sit down to not-my-computer and don’t organize photo files (but DO delete the duplicates).
7:45 -ish ~ Dan gets home, tells me about his day. Has a snack.
8:30 p.m. ~ I make Daniel go take a nap because we went to bed at the same time last night (this morning, whatever) and no matter what my day was like, or how irritatingly it began, I was NOT out dealing with the general public like he was, on duty and in uniform.
Our message today is a bit of a play on words, with a moderately disturbing illustration. The underlying meaning is worthwhile though.
This is a message about moving – most likely it means that you will soon be moving to a new home. You’ve been considering the possibility, and this is a validation of that idea. The angels will help you locate a wonderful new home and assist with the details of leaving your present location. Give any worries about this issue to Heaven; and have faith that the finances, family concerns, and other issues will be taken care of.
This is also a message about moving your body more. The angels ask you to create movement in your life through physical motion. You can do this by swaying or dancing to music, exercising, hiking outdoors, playing with your children, and so on.
All of this movement helps you make a fresh start. It ushers in wonderful new people, experiences, and opportunities, so give any worries that you may have about making these changes to God and your guardian angels.”
Max and I did our physical movements today, and we’d really like it if he and his girl could find the perfect place to re-locate. Everyone needs a sanctuary. And a place they can call Home.
(You subbed out those words in the definition that didn’t work for you right? Good.)
Saints & Angels Oracle Cards by Doreen Virtue