I miss my old life. The one where I was happy and knew where home was.
Now I am in this house that is for sale but no one knows yet . Trying to figure out where to go when it does sell.
Wanting to go where I was happy once but worried about making wrong decisions.
So I sit here and pet a cat and listen to music.
The cats like Tango music by the way.
Today was one of those green misty cool damp days. Beautiful, especially if you were inside and not having to go outside for any reason.
The cats and I watched the chipmunks , the bossy Blue Jays and the tiny birds that I feed all winter.
I never left the house.
I did go out with the leaf blower and cleared off the back patio and made sure there was something for the chipmunk family and fresh water in the bird bath.
It was quite a busy day.
Cook a package of pasta ( spaghetti) in broth.
Any kind you want, chicken or turkey is what I use.
In a pan with a nice amount of oil and garlic, I sauteed fresh spinach, a whole pound of it.
Leave everything in the pan , turn off the heat.
When the pasta is nice and cooked, drain it and dump it in the pan with the garlicky oil and spinach..
Toss everything and just for experimental reasons, I threw in some black/greek olives and mozzarella balls seasoned with oil and garlic and tossed them around with the spinach and pasta.
It was Perfecto.