The sluggish butch wishes you a happy Sunday

Good morning, girls:-)

It’s a beautiful, sunny, Sunday morning.

The sky is blue, the sun is shinning.

I’ve had an exhausting week,

draining,

haven’t been in the best of moods,

and,

there is no particular reason,

for that,

tired,

I guess.

I had been planning to take a week off,

in October,

go visit my friend and his partner,

in Toronto,

but,

the lucky dog,

has an opportunity,

to visit Vancouver,

a conference of some sort,

and,

he’ll be away through much,

of October,

for various things,

so that means no visit for me,

it’s ok,

I’m glad for him,

and,

there is always next year,

right?

My future,

career,

and,

otherwise,

has been in my thoughts,

seems to be that way,

when I’m tired and hormonal,

makes no sense,

as it is,

the worst time,

to think about things,

to make decisions,

embark on life changing plans,

but,

the irrational mind,

is very present at these moments.

Bookstore performance,

has been sluggish,

everyone is away and I feel a little lonely,

silly,

I’m sure most of it,

is in my mind,

still,

I feel sluggish,

and,

it effects everything.

I’ve been moody,

touchy,

grouchy,

and,

left with very little in terms,

of concentration,

feel like I could cry at anytime,

and,

of course,

I don’t,

not in my nature,

too butch,

I guess

Wink

The coming of the Olympics has helped,

it’s like the Stanley Cup,

even better.

The opening ceremonies were amazing,

a tribute to the people.

to Brisitish culture,

acheivements,

and humour.

The Queen with James Bond,

that was something that will stand,

and,

be remembered,

tongue and cheek,

at it’s best,

corgis and ski diving,

bully for the Queen,

she can laugh at herself:-)

I’m taking today off,

not doing much,

vegging,

maybe,

finish,

Swamp Angel,

delightful book,

and look forward to starting,

a Bernard Malamud,

I’ve been wanting to read,

for years,

The Fixer.

Watch some Olympics,

do a few chores,

maybe,

nap,

you know,

veg.

Reharge the depleted batteries,

get ready to face,

the week,

a new month,

and dream of the coming of Fall.

Thanks for listening,

enjoy your Sunday, girls,

wherever you are.

Later girls,

BB

 

 

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Bookish Butch

I am a bookish butch in my very early fifties. I live in Montréal and always have. I used to run a small used bookstore. Reading keeps me sane. My latest jiggie is photography, book project in the works, living the dream

4 thoughts on “The sluggish butch wishes you a happy Sunday”

  1. hmmmm … hormones are sneaky seditious little buggers aren’t they? A tear or two will not diminish your butchiness… besides, you can follow up with a roar. 😉 Or take up boxing.

  2. It’s not that I think it would diminish my butchiness:-) It’s that I can’t, sometimes I think I may be made of stone, just not very buff stone-wink

  3. Hmm. Hardly stone, BB. While shedding tears is a very natural thing to do, sometimes there’s a lot of things that get int he way. That said: there are many other ways to feel and to express and to be emotional besides shedding tears.

    Buff, huh? Hmm. As in the marble statue buff..? Ok you: bicep curls with 5 kilos of books in each hand… reps of 8 starting right — now 😉

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