A late start
I have an economic development board meeting tonight so all of us slept in today. My hubby didn't sleep well last night. I think it's the sinus infection, antibotic and the allergy medicine all working together. I slept like a baby. Once I take my meds, I am pretty much out. Plus my meds make me have vivid dreams. Last night, I dreamed I was about to graduate from high school. And not the high school I graduated from in real life but a "Gossip Girl" type place. It was a weird but nice dream. I awoke to my husband screaming to a chef on tv about a crappy looking risotto he was making.
Here's the thing--Since I have been unemployed, I have become accustomed to the house in the mornings have either James Edward and I or just me. JJ is with my husband's niece this week. My hubby, who is starting to feel better, messed up my morning routine. Usually, I wake up about 9:50 a.m., I eat a few slices of cheese while I wait for Dr. Phil to come on. My hubby hates Dr. Phil. I like the doc in small doses. Then I go buy my morning paper up the road. By 11 a.m., I am watching The View while eating a bowl of cereal or something. And then I plan my day, which depends on whether I am alone or with my son.
With my routine in shambles, I got the newspaper and tried to sat with my hubby. He was mister crabby pants because he didn't get any sleep. I took my paper back to my bedroom and watched the news until I fell asleep. I woke up about noon. I had the rest of my fish sticks and some creamy chicken rice while reading my paper. At this point, my hubby is up, dressed and ready to face the day. I hope he stays well.
I used to be the queen of snail letter writing. I had tons of greeting cards, stationery and stickers. I miss that the part of me. So today, I wrote a letter to an old friend and included some pictures of JJ. Everyone deserves snail mail every so often. So if anyone is interested just let me know and I can send you one.
I have started an exercise routine that I am going to run by my therapist. I am not used to having a midsection so I am little anxious about this.
Daily Dose
1. Behold the power of antibotics!!!!
2. A cute kitten playing with a string
3. Enjoying the moment.
Here's the thing--Since I have been unemployed, I have become accustomed to the house in the mornings have either James Edward and I or just me. JJ is with my husband's niece this week. My hubby, who is starting to feel better, messed up my morning routine. Usually, I wake up about 9:50 a.m., I eat a few slices of cheese while I wait for Dr. Phil to come on. My hubby hates Dr. Phil. I like the doc in small doses. Then I go buy my morning paper up the road. By 11 a.m., I am watching The View while eating a bowl of cereal or something. And then I plan my day, which depends on whether I am alone or with my son.
With my routine in shambles, I got the newspaper and tried to sat with my hubby. He was mister crabby pants because he didn't get any sleep. I took my paper back to my bedroom and watched the news until I fell asleep. I woke up about noon. I had the rest of my fish sticks and some creamy chicken rice while reading my paper. At this point, my hubby is up, dressed and ready to face the day. I hope he stays well.
I used to be the queen of snail letter writing. I had tons of greeting cards, stationery and stickers. I miss that the part of me. So today, I wrote a letter to an old friend and included some pictures of JJ. Everyone deserves snail mail every so often. So if anyone is interested just let me know and I can send you one.
I have started an exercise routine that I am going to run by my therapist. I am not used to having a midsection so I am little anxious about this.
Daily Dose
1. Behold the power of antibotics!!!!
2. A cute kitten playing with a string
3. Enjoying the moment.
Good idea to run the exercise by your therapist. Make sure you're doing it for the right reasons and all!
ReplyDeleteI love snail mail, by the way. Nobody else seems to these days, but I love letters. There's something real and special about them. You can send me one :) hehe.