Early to Rise
Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.
But what about 1 out of 2?
I went to bed about 1 AM last night and was up at 6:15 AM. Not so much by choice but more by habit. Sharon is working 10 AM – 8 PM’s this week but we are used to her working till 1 or 2 AM so its hard to fall asleep before the stroke of midnight.
Last night I did dose a little in the recliner before going upstairs because she was making fondant flowers in front of the TV and it wasn’t too exciting. I could see part of the television. Really I could see most of it but it was hard to cruise the channels because of the cable box being blocked. Without the interaction, reruns of Happy Days just wasn’t holding my attention enough to keep me awake.
I could of paid more attention to her making the fondant flowers but that made a 30 year old TV seem interesting in comparison.
So then I woke at 6:15 to cook James breakfast and take him to Academic Team practice. He had his usual of two eggs over easy and buttered toast. I also had to go into the school to sign a form giving him permission to travel this afternoon to the exciting metropolis of Monroe County, KY. It doesn’t sound like a big deal but it meant I had to look presentable as not too embarrass him too much. Brush my teeth, put on clothes, stuff like that.
I did get to meet the assistant Academic Team coaches. They both seemed very pleasant. They are both in an age group that seemed ancient when I went to high school but now I would consider them kids. How depressing is it when you meet your kid’s teachers and there is a good chance you are old enough to be their parent? It didn’t seem that long ago that teachers were old people. Now I am old people, at least to them.
Then I came back home after filling the new car with gas and cooked oatmeal for breakfast. I shook some cinnamon into it. I also added a little vanilla extract. I poured this combination over frozen mango and pineapple. It was pretty good. It’s funny how a diet that works will make you look forward to a bowl of oatmeal.
Not so much losing weight now as maintaining but it still feels good to keep that 60 pounds off that I lost.
Sharon woke, ate her oatmeal, worked on some flowers, then left for work.
So now you guys are stuck with me.
I am thinking hard about cleaning my disaster of an office.
I’ll let you know how that works out.
Wow I lead an exciting life.