Quiet Sunday morning, I love them! Pancakes, coffee, that large empty newspaper waiting to be read (and recycled). But that quiet will soon be invaded by the awakening crowd and later the grandchildren will arrive. That part I like!
The storm is the arrival of the busy season, the calls, the stupid questions, those who will doubt the very sound advice I will dispense and argue like they know better! As I get older my patience grows thinner, so I need to be ready and realize that it's not that bad.
So another cup of coffee and grab that empty paper and enjoy the quiet of Sunday mornings!
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