I sunk into bed last night after Libby's barfing olympics--and I do not mean she was pretending to be a dog--I was so pleased I could 'sleep in' today. No 5:15AM spin class.
Only running at 8am with Whitney. And by 'running' I mean me whining after about half a mile, wondering why I think I want to run when I so clearly do not.
And of course my alarm goes off, at 4:30AM. And like a (reasonably) good girl I do not turn it off but instead hit snooze. And by good girl I do not mean knees together but rather being wise and respecting yourself. I am so looking forward to having that conversation with my girls.
So I am up and awake as birds chitter and peep. The kitchen is a wasteland of lazy people's dirty dishes. And by lazy people I mean folks tired in their bones from a normal day at work...awake enough for TV but not awake enough to wash dishes. At all. All day?
I put things we do not normally put into the dishwasher into it. Hiding them, or hopeful they will come clean? Who cares when my coffee is ready!
Then I light a candle, gather my laptop and sit. On the couch instead of the desk. Novelty.
The coffee hot and dark and so strong I can chew bits of the ground beans when I sip it.
And I simply tell you about life. And when I say life I mean my life, and I hope that is OK.
This post is part of the Extraordinary Ordinary's JUST WRITE series. I just read todays' post and there is a precious lesson there. LIKE THIS: "Sometimes you have to surprise people right out of themselves." AWESOME. If you want to link up come over here!