Tag: mornings

So throw on the black dress and mix in with the lot

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It’s always hard writing this as I wake up, plus it’s getting harder and harder to think of things to write about when nothing really happens here.

Lots of change happening back home, the house is really starting to empty out. Even more so in a couple of days. Soon Crystal will be packing up the SUV and heading south until the border open up. If I’m being honest, this scares me a lot. I mean it’s the opposite way to get here. I’m also afraid that her family down there will start as soon as she gets there with the “why do you wanna go north? What’s the point if it? Just stay here, it’ll be better!” I know they won’t do that, but it still scares me. There, it’s not a Wednesday morning without tears in your eyes to start the day.

That damn coffee should be ready by now.

I’m just very scared. I try not to think about more than a couple days into the future, because I just break down. I miss her so much. Every morning, for a split second, it feels like she’s next to me. Then I move to shut the alarm off, and I’m alone in the bed. That’s how I start every day.

Contrary to what you just read, I had a good sleep, and I’m feeling ok today. I had some dreams, but I don’t remember them, so they must mot have been too good. Happy Wednesday everyone! Enjoy your hump day 🙂

I love you and I miss you so much.

These fragile bodies of touch and taste

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Good morning everyone. Time to get up and greet the day – the day of Tues. it looks sunny and bright outside, and it’s warm enough to already have the door to the garage open.

I slept like a log again last night, only getting up once in the night, and I was able to go right back to sleep. The bed was so snuggly, I didn’t want to get up. But I did, made some coffee, and now I’m watching the Canadian today show. They have some of the worst jokes – I think even worse than Al Roker. If I remember, I have a joke for Crystal when I call her tonight.

I just passed chapter 5 in The Historian. I’m enjoying the slow burn story so far. It’s Tuesday, and only 15 more chapters before the first Book Club meeting. But it’s like I can see the future, and I’ll post about the first 20 chapters, and I’ll be the only one talking about it, and no discussions will follow. And that’s ok.

But, time to drink some coffee, and watch some TV, happy Tuesday!

That’s great, it starts with an earthquake

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From what the calendar says, it’s Monday, and it’s sunny, and windy out. It’s probably cold. I haven’t opened my weather app, and at this point I’m afraid to.

But I have coffee.

We’ll see what today brings. I believe my dads taking a half day, so he and my mom can go into SlightlyBiggerTown, to fill his prescription. I’ve already heard his phone going off.

I slept like a rock last night, so I’m feeling pretty ok so far this morning. I think it’ll be a good day, even though it’s a Monday. Stay safe out there, people.

I said, certified freak seven days a week

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Awake yet again. Same sleep different day. I’m just waiting for my coffee to brew. Just like every other day.

It’s Sunday.

I was a little tossy turny last night, and way too warm. I had to shut the bed off sometime in the night. And had to lay there with only the sheet covering me until the bed cooled enough to cover up and fall asleep again.

If I dreamed last night I don’t remember any of them. I remember movement, that’s pretty much it. Nothing exciting, huh?

Coffee should be ready. Enjoy your Sunday, y’all 🙂

The moment I wake up
Before I put on my makeup

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Good morning, happy Saturday! It’s bright, cool, and crisp out there. Translation: cold as all get out. It’s -2c, but the feel like temp is -6. Everything has frost on it.

I had a massive allergy attack/cold attack for a couple of hours yesterday afternoon. It was too late in the day, so I took some night sinus pills. So before I went to bed I took the usual night dose. I think it was a little too much, it took me a while to fall asleep. There was, I think, for a few minutes, lightning flashing before my eyes while they were closed. But that passed rather quickly I think.

Just weird dreams after that. I was a private eye, trying to get out of a building, and I kept losing my gun in all the pockets of my jacket. Weird huh? I do remember giving someone trapped in the building a Kiss album – with 24 of their greatest hits.

I dub thee Weird Saturday.

And now for some covfefe.