Just another day

Today was just another day. I had a million things that I could have done and yet I could not bring myself to do anything other than washing some clothes. Snow was falling all day and it was peaceful. It was just me and my pug Mr. Wuggles all day. I read "Wives and Daughters" by Elizabeth Gaskell and flip through some TV. I thought about what I wanted to write here today and yet I could think of nothing of importance. I am not sure that is good or bad. I did wish I had someone to go out with today, shop a little and stop at starbucks. I also though how lovely it would be to have a simple cottage in England or Wales. Have my own garden and sit around drinking tea, enjoying the world around me. That is my dream and whether it happens or not I will always have that dream. It sounds lonely to some people but I am lonely here now so it does not matter much I think. Well I am going to make me a cup of tea and watch the snow right now dreaming of my cottage. Does anybody care? Laura