1:00 in the afternoon.
My house.
Sofa chair in the living room.
I discovered it today, after all these years.
At 1:00, this really warm patch of sunshine comes through and lands on the super-comfy sofa chair.
This henceforth shall be MY patch. I claim it.
Take it, and you shall suffer greatly.
You must not have a cat!
ReplyDeleteHaha, I certainly do not.
ReplyDeleteIs this a member of Uncle Stan's bunch?
If so...
Sure a nice day, eh?
I'm so jealous right now.
ReplyDeleteI need a sunshine 'spot'. I think the last time I had one of those was when we lived in Caldwell. It was on my bed. It used to get me in trouble all the time.
Now I substitute with a heater vent.
Spot + quiet + book. perfect.
I thought it was obvious.
ReplyDeleteWho's Uncle Stan?
;)
Yeah, I curled up and closed my eyes. Kristy walked by and tried to convince me to go for a walk - I couldn't leave. It was too perfect.
ReplyDeleteShe said "Uh oh. I can see how your job hunt is going to go."
and other 'mystery' person... in answer to your question:
"Who is Uncle Stan?"
Uncle Stan is the coolest uncle there was. He made us pinatas. He played with us. He told the funniest jokes. He is just plain cool.