My type of morning

 My type of morning, my type of music and the first day of my vacation. 

Nothing special happening as such.

A slight back ache

A naughty cat that nipped me and ran upstairs.

A Gardener that completed watering and cleaning our little green patch in under five minutes. As salary day is approaching he gets a little more affable when he sees me.

Then there are two stray cats mewing for their morning snack outside the front door.

A newspaper man who threw one of my newspapers partially into a bowl of water.

A crow , a dove , a few mynahs and sparrows buzzing around also waiting for some tidbits, and me having a cup of self- made, steaming hot tea.

Very soon, I presume, there will be one of my granddaughters knocking on the door and arriving to spend the day .

That's another story.

 She takes over the house, the cat, the TV, the sofa,  and everything else at hand  and makes me feel out of place in my own home.

But grandkids are fun.

And when both are here, along with their mother , maid, and accompanying paraphernalia , it's chaos personified. 

Babies and kids need so many items these days, it's mind boggling. 

Then there is the wife factor to figure in. Thankfully I have just one. 

Am sure she is awake, and preparing a mental list of things for me to do. She will also have, stored away in the back of her memory, things she had asked me to do throughout the year, and which I haven't done as yet. She has a great memory for such stuff.

And with Christmas round the corner ......OMG  I am shuddering at the thought . 

That's why I am enjoying my ' me time' till it lasts.