Pie in the sky would be nice (although better if it were chocolate cake). There are people who are kind and good, I just never seem to meet them. It will all work out; probably about the time, you die. Everyone does love me, at least until they get what they want. Birds do sing, but they also shit on your porch (or head, so do not look up). The weather is wonderful, but wait 30 minutes and it will change.
I am a very good sleeper. I can and usually do sleep through anything – dogs barking; thunderstorms; rain on my face; really anything. Imagine my shock and amazement when early Monday morning I awoke at 5am with the impending feeling that a noise had wrestled me from my glorious sleep cocoon.
I was sitting in my office it was late morning. Morning is my best time to accomplish tasks. Not because I am a morning person but rather that after the dogs eat and walk/run they are ready to nap. This gives me until late morning or early afternoon to work without the curiosity, which I used to believe, reserved for cats.