Monday Morning

Monday morning,

bright and early.

I actually got up before,

chubby boy this morning,

had a pee,

without an audience,


The start of a busy week.

So much to do,

seventeen days to,

the move.

I got my vaccine last week,

made me sore, feverish,

for a few hours,

and tired for a few days.

Still I managed with much,

help, to bring a load of things,

to the new apartment,

and to go out St-Sauveur,

in our Laurentians,

to buy some cheap old patinaed,

kitchen chairs.

This week I need to pack,

most of my clothes and my linens,

I will be moving those on,

Friday with my friend Kathy,

who has the sunniest disposition,

and a big SUV.

On Saturday,

my cousin is coming,

with his two eldest sons,

we will be delivering,

mom’s bed to a friend,

and bringing,

the living room furniture,

to the eco centre,

Friday and Saturday,

will be big days.

In between I have to pack,

my clothes,

make a path through,

house so this stuff,

can go out.

I have been dreaming,

of packing and moving,

for weeks, I don’t mean,

day dreaming either.

I have been worrying,

not getting enough sleep.

Have I forgotten something?

Do I need extra help?

On the day of the move?

Will Georgie be ok,

overnight at Denise’s?

Will he wake her?

Will he howl?

Will he pee on stuff?

All things that worry me,

and over which,

I have so little control.


But, there is also so much good stuff,

a new apartment,

freshly painted,

with lots of sunshine,

with lots of storage,

a purged set of belongings,

a new start,

a new life.

Monday morning,

and sun shinning through my window.

Have a great week you all.

Stay safe.

Later girls,


By 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

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