VIBGYOR

Write about anything you’d like, but make sure that all seven colors of the rainbow — red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet — make an appearance in the post, either through word or image.

I woke up an hour earlier than usual and stretched out lazily in my bed. The sun was slight a ball of orange in the morning sky and it seemed to be telling me to “go back to bed son, I’m not yet in my full glory.” However sleep was the furthest thing from my mind as I needed to do a few things before my beloved comes home – our home! I kicked off the sheets and went into the shower to do my duties before taking a shower. 20 minutes later, fresh as a daisy I got out of the shower and grabbed the red towels – the new towels that she had bought for me just a month ago – and dried myself.

Next stop was briefly to my den/man cave and to my desk to boot up my laptop before I stepped into the kitchen for some coffee. Hmmm, need that decaf before I face the day, so I grab my beautiful but old blue mug and wait for the coffee to be ready. After I grab my coffee it’s back to the den where I place my coffee before switching on the tv news. Ok, there’s an hour for me to kill before I have to get breakfast ready so I sit on my indigo computer chair and click on my email and check the sports websites and Facebook. Oh man, am I ever green with envy looking at the photos of my friend’s new sports car. Ah well, not that I can afford something as ridiculously expensive as that.

An hour goes by quickly so I put on a t shirt and change from my pjs to a pair of jeans and head to the kitchen to make some eggs and toast. There’s some fruit juice in the fridge, new brand but it tastes good and comes in a bright violet can. Hmm, tastes great. She made a great choice. No soon had I plated the eggs – scrambled for her, omelet for me and began to butter the toast when I heard her open the doors using her keys and come into the house. I missed her while she was away with her family. Ah, was she ever a sight for sore eyes, dressed in her favourite yellow blouse and jeans, the casual woman I know. “Expecting company for breakfast?” she teased and smiled at me. “Maybe” I smiled back and grabbed her, pulled her towards me for a big kiss. This is good!

Prompt from the Daily Post at WordPress.com.

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