Hubby is fiddling with the printer. Jazz music, soothing and mellow, is playing, to the sound of the dog licking his chops. The door is open again as I am smoking my cigarettes. Classical music is about to follow at 20:00 The jazz program is ending with one last song. Something about love, instrumental only.
I had my bath and I am in pyjama and Slippers. It is close to 8pm. I am usually in bed by now, in the last month, but since last night, I go to bed a bit later now after a month of much sleep stocking. We are out of pot again tonight after having smoked a bit. The view in the hood on Billys walk at 6pm was beautiful. Blue skies, black birds crossing it together , a pair of them, tall pine peaks (cimes), neighbours with their dogs, etc. It is really beautiful where we live...albeit a bit noisy at times.