I know that at this point in my life, I already think like an old person. I like to walk downstairs before people are up and drink my tea at the kitchen table look out at the field, watch the horses graze, and maybe play on my phone for a little without being judged.

Recently, there have been more people in the house than I am accustomed to. This wouldn’t be so problematic if they knew how to be quiet. I’m fairly certain that they have no concept of how to walk about without slamming doors or thudding their feet and heaven forbid it’s breakfast time, because I don’t think you could make more plate noise if you tried.

Perhaps we could save the vacuuming … and talking for the afternoon when we are all awake, please and thank you.

At least the horses and the dog understand lol