Friday, February 24, 2023

Couched Plans

Dusk drops on the week.  Once upon a time, that meant it was time to get ready to go.  Not so much, now.

Pulling away from work, the thought of going out to eat somewhere seemed a bit tempting.  Maybe even stopping somewhere to pick up a few things needed for the weekend would be okay.  The closer to home I got, though, the less I wanted to be anywhere else.

The first thing I remembered was that there was food at home.  Enough for tonight.  That's all short-view Tony needed.

By the time my wheels hit the driveway, all thoughts of being elsewhere evaporated.

Why expend energy when the comfy couch calls?