My Rug Cafe

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Coming home from work I had to “run an errand for our kids”, that’s what the hubby said. He rarely asks me to go out of my way for errands so I agreed. Traffic was fairly light so I was able so zoom along the freeway pretty quickly and take the exit I needed. Adding to my delight, when I got to the store there was a sweet parking spot right in front! Wow, I thought and said my thanks again to the “big God”.

In and out, I ran my errand and still easily got home in light traffic. Along the way I felt such inner peace which had been with me all day. I loved this mindset. I didn’t even mind when I got home that I had to make a couple trips in and out to take in the bags. Once I got to my kitchen however my inner peace began to creep away from me quickly.

There was much to be done. Crumbs, dishes and a vacuum was in order. As I started to empty the sink so I could run some hot water I smashed one of my finger tips. About this time my wonderful husband walked in to “help me”. I walked away for a few minutes unable to “deal with this” for the time being.

Than it hit me, I wanted to go to a special place and this afternoon it was hanging on my own wall; a scenic café setting with some flowers (I love flowers), a water fountain and charming surroundings. Looking carefully I couldn’t see any crumbs, nor did I see a fat lazy cat or a shedding dog panting, wanting to be noticed. There were no dirty dishes on any of the tables. Sighing inwardly all I could imagine was sitting under the umbrella outside and chatting with those I loved to be with….yes this was a happy place….

Vvrrrroooommmm, oh drats, the vacuum cleaner was interrupting my pleasant thoughts. Well, those dishes will only become a bigger pile if not dealt with now so it’s time to roll up my sleeves but at least I can look over my shoulder now and again to see where I long to be for dinner.

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