Upon waking

March 19, 2008 at 9:09 am | Posted in Life, Love | 1 Comment

I am not awake yet and perhaps I should know better than to post while I am still asleep, but I like taking those few minutes between wake and slumber and recording them to read after I’ve had my morning caffeine.

It’s raining outside yet again.  At this point I am wishing for summer and warmth, ten hours ago we had snowfall and March is more than halfway through.

I woke up thinking that perhaps I shouldn’t be wearing my new high heels to work today, and debated whether or not to wear rain boots with my corporate attire.  If I decide yes, I will have to clean off the mud from yesterday’s dog park excursion.  And then I think to the overbearing woman at the park who asked me if my rain boots were “barn boots” as if she wanted to ask “Did you just roll out of bed?”.  Maybe they won’t go well with a business suit.

On Wednesdays, I wake up and count how many days are left in my work week.  Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday.  Four.  I always feel overwhelmed and want nothing more than to spend the day at home with Sean instead.  The funny thing is that I love my job, absolutely love my job… I just love being at home with Sean more; but he is at work, too, and so I shower and dress and get through one more day.  This is life.

I know that I am in love when there is nothing I’d rather do than to be with him.  I can’t think of a single thing that I need or want that I don’t already have, and complete fulfillment is this incredible feeling, like finishing a crossword puzzle or coming in first to a race you thought you’d lose.

I’d better go shower.

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  1. I love Yuengling beer.


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