Its dark and stormy but I’m cozy in my home. It makes me feel even more cozy that I don’t have to go anywhere. I still think back to having to work in that grocery store; having to get dressed in the uniform and go out into florescent lights, irritating music and stupid customers.
Cozy is what I live and work for. Everything I do is so I can end my day on soft fuzzy wraps watching TV and I’m not ashamed of that. I still wonder at people who can’t take a day off without feeling guilty. Not me: I love it.
There’s nothing better than watching an old movie on a rainy afternoon. I have a few on my PVR ready for a day like today. Such a cozy feeling.
Yesterday and many days before I was still burning wood in my woodstove! For sure this the latest I’ve ever done that. But it was cool enough that my furnace would come on all day and I don’t want to order more propane at $400 a shot. One or two pieces of wood warms the house for the whole day and keeps it dry and cozy.
I don’t like getting dressed up and going out: it’s so uncomfortable. So many times I’m lying cozily on my couch thinking; “If I was anywhere else I would be wishing I was right here.”
Comfortable and cozy.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “rhymes with rosy.” Find a word that rhymes with “rosy” or use the word “rosy” and base your post on it.