A Monday

Clarification was needed.  Neighbor Jan stopped in this morning with a piece of our mail that had been left in error in their mailbox Saturday.  It was a piece of junk mail, but nontheless it was our name and address on it. 

Jan commented that she had come too early as I was still in a bathrobe.  I didn’t want to say anything to make her uncomfortable, I just passed on it.  After Jan had left I had thoughts.

Jan was wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt.  I believe it is a generational thing.  I didn’t grow up with “the sweat” as a line of clothing.  In my day, you were either in a bathrobe or you were “dressed” for the day.  

In my eighties, I am in my “robe” phase of clothing.  As this was Monday morning, the laundry was started and I was in my pink robe that had suffered from a splash of bleach some time back.  This robe serves me to hustle about the east end of our home that includes bathroom and kitchen.  After the laundry was humming, I began a tuna oven meal for tonight’s supper.  Dennis was on board to open several cans of the Sun-Kist Tuna that was packed in water.  With all ingredients in the round blue speckled roaster, it was ready to be popped in the oven about 4:30.

Dennis took out the recycling and house garbage as Tuesday’s our garbage hauler will be here by seven in the morning. 

I went on to do the dishes from the prep.  That led to a tidy of the kitchen cabinet fronts next to the coffee pot.  He, she, me . . . does splash a bit pouring an early morning cup.  If it hits the front of the cabinet fronts it is bound to also frequent the floor.  Tidy, tidy.  I can work up some heat with the hustling and bustling, thus the lightweight pink working robe.

When the east end of our home had been taken care of, I knew I would be feeling the fact that our home temp is set at 70.  I chose a warmer robe as I would be relaxing, having been cooled down and enjoying a second cup of coffee and yogurt for a late breakfast.  The work robe hit the laundry.

Yes, multiple weights of robes for various times during the day.  Actually, I have three robes, light, medium and heavy.  No “sweats” for the Grammie, just a variety of robes.  FWI . . . robes are not for the studio.  Being “dressed” allows for maximum mobility.  Tee Hee!

With that I will take my leave.  ♥