This morning's Blogher blog prompt asks the question of whether or not this Christmas met my expectations. I am not going to answer that question. Christmas is over and done with and next year I'm going to make plans to be out of town in one way or another hopefully in the company of people I like.
I return to work today after five days of not having to set an alarm clock. This has been a little bit of heaven and something I could easily get used to. In fact, this morning when my alarm sounded off I did not recognize it at first. The harp ringtone that I use sounded distant and foreign. I was already sort of awake, having been drifting in and out of sleep for an unknown period of time. I had just drifted in again when the up and down cascade of notes tinkled its way into the dream I was having, reaching my ears as I was wandering the concrete halls of an abandoned industrial building.
My alarm was set for 6:15 but I snooze, snooze, snoozed it until about 7:00 when I realized that if I was to have any sense of focus before logging into work at 8:00 (i.e. - having a cup of coffee made, sipped and working its caffeinated way through my system) I needed to rise and shine.
And so now here I am. Mostly ready to take on a day which will include working both of my jobs; running some errands in between the two; doing some laundry; a whole freakin' bunch of hand sewing, hopefully some time for dance and music practice; eating and possibly some company in the evening.
A full day lays ahead....but first, I need another cup of coffee.