I’m writing with one eye open. It is way too early for anything but sleep. I’m still struggling thru my first cup of coffee. We have been up since a little before 7:30am. It’s a little after 8am now. I didn’t get much sleep. Or rather what sleep I did get was interrupted by about an hour or so of wakefulness. And the wakefulness gave my mind time to freak out about anything it could get it’s greedy little hands on. Mind you some issues that came up (like having to get the Pearl (my ’92 Honda CBR600) and the other stuff out of the shed before the fence went up so it could all go in the garage) were actually a good thing but the rest of it I had no control over until the next day. I had a hell of a time on one hand repeating things so I wouldn’t forget the next time I woke up and on the other hand trying to calm myself down and get back to sleep.
The dogs have been rock stars the past two days. I am sooooo proud of them! They barked when they knocked on the door yesterday morning with a question but stayed pretty much quiet til after Chris got up. And this morning when I went out to talk to the guys about door placement they did not bark at all, which amazed me. Right now they are all curled up and sleeping. Essie will woof once in a while but she’s been pretty good so far.
All in all I do feel good about things. The book I mentioned last blog (The Comfort Trap or What If You Are Riding a Dead Horse?) is helping. I can feel bits trying to move forward. And that is a nice feeling. I am getting some positive feed back on some of my writing and that is helping as well. So I will take these seemingly small victories.
I hope everyone has a great day!