The time is here. Time for Five Minute Friday. Five minutes of just writing, sharing, getting the words out. Love this link up - thank you as ever for co-ordinating, Lisa-Jo!
This week's word? Is stay.
GO.
The whirl of the world calls me outward, but oh, how I want to stay.
To curl up on the comfy navy sofa, the one that's starting to do that wonderful thing where it molds to you, where the sags and crevices fit your frame and it feels like a whole body hug. The lovely sofa we chose together, which Matthew built, swearing mildly, drinking many cups of tea.
To perch on one of the dining chairs and read a book, gently harassed by cats popping up onto the table for a fuss, a stroke, a cuddle, a head doosh. Poppet giving me a miaow, Leela deciding she's far more interesting than the book and plonking herself atop the pages, purring mischievously. Fry bringing his favourite string up, all big eyes as he demands a play in his shy, sweet way.
To sit in my cheery study and potter along. Writing blog posts, writing letters, planning meals and gifts and finances. Reading books and researching projects, skyping and texting with friends. Popping downstairs to make a cuppa, taking one to Matthew too.
To sprawl on the giant comfy bed, all cushions and blankets and stretch. Reading page after page, the sky turning from sky blue to grey-grey to darkest navy, lamp switching on as the natural light dims. Cosy, safe and warm.
To cosy up in the laundry room on the top floor. Sitting on the airbed watching thirty rock, playing with the cats and some string, folding and ironing as the piles shrink placidly.
I love our house, in all its quirky, half-done glory. I'm always loathe to leave.
The whirl of the world calls me outward, but oh, how I want to stay.
STOP.
