My Life is a Daily Skit

The smell of coffee permeated the air. I set an alarm for the "just in case", not because I need one. 360 days of the year I am the first one up usually by at least an hour or more, so my nose recognized that this was no ordinary day. I thought my son had started the pot having had me show him where we keep the coffee just the week before. At 27 he figured it was time he learned, but when I rolled over and saw that my husband was out of bed I was pleasantly surprised and hoped that only moments would pass before he reciprocated my routine of bringing him coffee in bed to wake him up. As I laid there waiting a bit longer than usual I figured I would jump in the shower which is right above the kitchen, to give him the hint that I was awake. Shower done, dressed, hair blown dry I headed down the stairs to find him in the office area located just under our bedroom and bathroom, "oh I didn't hear you get up" he greeted me.

After getting my own cup of coffee and washing a couple of dishes from dinner the night before, changing over a load of laundry and giving the dogs fresh water, I joined him in the office to start the day. "I didn't sleep, my arm hurts, I can't find anything on my desk, Josh left 3 shreds of cheese on the counter and what are you going to do about it, I am tired, I hurt all over and my mosquito bites itch" was what I was greeted with. Apparently it was going to be a normal day after all.

It can be exhausting to fend off the daily negativity. When by the grace of God I have been able to get a break and recharge, I can find the humor in the above scenario. It is part of why I get up so early to get the break and wake up slowly, with a routine that allows for productivity and quiet thought. When I am disciplined, it gives me time for a devotional to connect with God. It allows me to enjoy the quiet entrance of a sleepy grandchild who quite literally falls into my lap for our good morning hug. By nature I am a morning person. My theory has always been that nothing has gone wrong yet so it is easy to stay positive.

Of course I know that I am blessed with the gift of sleep. I can fall asleep any time and any place but this does not mean that I spend my day tired. Quite the contrary. I spend my day busy, going from activity to activity with very little pause. It is when the evening comes and I am able to retreat to my safe place, the comfy recliner, to sit and relax, to watch a bit of tv, read, write or do a puzzle that you will notice sleepiness come over me like a blanket. I use my phone to keep my eyes moving if we are watching a show that I want to finish. This irks my husband, who feels that if I am not only watching the tv then we are not doing a task together. Where does the need for togetherness go when I am scooping poop or cleaning the garage? Lol It is all good as long as the recharge has been recent.