hotel at home

I am taking three hours off this morning and had initially planned a long dog walk. That's not happening now, tho I may still take him out shortly, and not just to the field where I get bored!
I wanted to mark the difference from every other morning and so was delighted to spot a tin of grapefruit and hit upon the hotel-at-home plan. I love hotel breakfasts :-) All the options! We don't have stuff in for me to rustle up a full English, but I have had a glass bowl with grapefruit segments, and a pretty little glass of juice. I turned the chair away from the table and ate watching the trees through the window. Its hard to do hotel at home cos my attention is quickly drawn to the work needed in the garden, the fact that the table is so cluttered I couldn't eat there anyway etc etc. But it was great to look at the tall trees. I should do this more often. I realise most of my meals are not eaten in the way I'd like. Breakfast is sat at my computer, working. Lunch is sat over my notes in Blackpool, working. Tea is a family affair, but simultaneously watching the Simpson's, I'm outvoted on eating tea round the table.
All of this could be changed tho and I'm the one with the power to change it :-)

I went on my walk despite conditions not being what many would consider ideal. If we all waited for ideal we'd never get anything done! And who determines what is ideal anyway? Of course there are drawbacks when things aren't perfect. The dog didn't behave as well as if he'd been delighted about being out. And some of the puddles in the field were much deeper than I expected. A couple of times I got a bit stuck but I worked my way out.
It reminded me a lot of relationships really.