Tuesday, January 12, 2016

In The Morning Darkness

My alarm went off at dark o'thirty this morning and by noon I had worked a full work day and then spent the rest of the afternoon yawning like crazy.  Some days there's just not enough coffee to keep my eyelids from wanting to close...and today was one of those days.

At one point the lull of the washer and dryer had me believing that I was laying in the warm sand under the warm sun near the warm water...and it was glorious.  Until my phone rang and brought me back to real life.

The lotto is over 1 billion dollars and like everyone else, we're dreaming a bit of what we'll do when we win.  Pay off our little house on our little street is at the top of the list followed by a little trip aboard the orient express...first class, of course.  The kitchen cupboard that is being held together with duct tape and the scary electrical issues we have going on...well, those will be resolved, too.

But then?

Pretty sure that money doesn't make heaven come any easier or quicker and in the end, what more is there?  But yeah...I still dream about 'stuff', too.

I did a little update on my computer last week and that little update caused a whole lot of grumpiness.  Apparently this little space where I journal about what I'm thinking and feeling and eating is not mature enough for the new software and is making my life a bit more difficult.  I like things I know and this new way of doing things?  I just don't like it...and apparently it doesn't like me either.

And that guy that I like so much?  He loves, loves, loves figuring out the new unless it involves trying to explain it to me because I just hear one thing and it sounds like blah, blah, blah.

I'm an old dog and I like things to stay the same.


I've been cooking lot lately...a ribeye roast with scalloped potatoes and creamed spinach, a pork roast slow braised in white wine and milk (yeah...milk.  It's an italian thing and sooo good) with mashed potatoes and roasted asparagus and then in between those two big meals was take out pizza from the next city over...eaten while sitting on the couch in my pj's with the golden globes playing on the tv.

There's also been a few late night runs to neighbors houses in search of chocolate.  Good friends are the kind who have candy bars hidden in their freezers.


Early morning work days have their plusses though.  I've been waking up so very early that even the dog doesn't wander out to be let outside...it's too cold and he's still snoozing away along with all the other males in my house.  I don't blame them...but there is something about the dark and the quiet, about making a pot of fresh, hot coffee and sitting in the kitchen and giving God a little bit of my undivided attention before life wakes up.

I've been digging my heels, and my heart, into the story of Naomi and Ruth...and gleaning all I can about being devoted and kind and loving.  

Three qualities I would love to have in abundance...three qualities I would love to shine with.  

But I often don't.

Tonight is a C.O.R.N night...clean out refrigerator night.  There are so many leftovers that need to be eaten and so I'm going to put all the containers on the counter and everyone can fend for themselves...it's almost like throwing a bone to a dog in that whoever gets there first gets the really good stuff and the last person standing gets a glass of wine.  

That'll be me.  And that's perfectly fine.


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