Well, it’s here. The shortest day of the year. Yay! Now, the days will start getting longer.
My weekend was a whirlwind. That’s fine, but I keep waking up at 4:00 or 5:00 a.m. and laying there. My mother passed the “worry when there isn’t a darned thing you can do about it” gene. I lay in bed and discuss this with myself, but myself just tells me that I need to pick up the pace. I have told myself “Self. There are no stores open at this ungodly hour and you do not want to bake this early either. Lighten up!” But, Self refuses to listen. It gets more complicated because if I move too much Grover decides that this is a perfect time to go for a walk. Then, Esau Marie comes in yelling at us both because we aren’t moving fast enough. To avoid this, I lay in bed and PRETEND I’m asleep. I haven’t done that since I was a little kid on Christmas Eve. And, to prove how lame I am. Sometimes it doesn’t even work!!!!
So, I’m running on a major sleep deficit which makes focus the biggest joke. I’m pretty unfocused most of the time, but right now. fugedaboudit. I really do not have much left to do, but the sleep thing is still occurring. Just a few more days and maybe I can get a good night’s sleep.
Oh, and do you like my curls? They are not very clear because I’m not a good photographer, but I’ll try again. I took it last night. I should probably try again when the sun is shining. Or, rather, if the sun ever shines again. It would be nice to get a little Vitamin D naturally again. It has been so dreary around here.
Since this is the week of Christmas, I will leave you with my soundtrack for the day. “The Carol of the Bells” by the Swedish Chef, Beaker and Animal.
Have a great Monday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!