Couldn’t seem to sleep well, but had to get up early this morning.
Went back to sleep after morning work was completed.
Woke up and had breakfast at 2:30 in the afternoon.
Accomplished lots more, including a real workout for the first time in a couple weeks.
Hastily closing up chore shop, as I realize it is almost one in the morning, and I have to be up early in the morning…
Goodness, I am still not very good at this early morning thing.
Fortunately (and unfortunately), I have things I must do that will last well into early afternoon tomorrow, so I won’t end up back in bed for hours that will keep me up at night (which is almost a guarantee that I likely will be tired for most of the day).
Goodnight, I suppose… there is much more to be done here in my room, and it has me wondering if I wouldn’t prefer to hold off another day on my departure to ‘the small-town house getaway’ that was scheduled for tomorrow afternoon… we shall see… tomorrow!
Tomorrow, it is becoming a struggle for me to attend the 5:15am workout class, because I have to be at work across town, ready to start, before 7:20am…
Since when is a 5:15am workout class “too late”?(!?!?!?!?)
This crazy life, right?
Some days, you want to go back to sleep, but you get up and go anyway, and you end up meeting just the right people (and rather unexpectedly).
And then, you want to nap, but you don’t, and you meet just the right people and you serve your community wonderfully in a much-needed way that no one else had been able to manage.
And then, you want to go to bed super early, but you don’t, because you’ve met just the right people.
And you discover that this mantra and meditation class is exactly where you needed to be, and things had to go this way today, in order for you to end up here as you did, being where you needed to be.
And you are still totally exhausted as you stumble up to bed, but you feel great through and through, because, all-in-all, it was a great day.
Yeah… some days…
Or maybe that’s just the case for me…