Usually I am a compendium of birthday knowledge. My NJ family – all of them – were so neatly filed away with no need of social media to remind me. I know them all.
Continue reading “My spidey sense is broken”Tag: time
The other side of the coin
Last week I posted about how I was slacking off and way behind on my daily step goals.
(Of course I got it all done eventually. I haven’t missed a day since I got up off my couch on February 2, 2020.)
Continue reading “The other side of the coin”11 years (and some change)
On Saturday January 9, 2021, WordPress informed me that it was my anniversary here on the platform.
Continue reading “11 years (and some change)”Of a Saturday
In which I wake up confused about what day it is — momentarily convinced it’s a Tuesday. Which is better than the other way around, I guess.
Continue reading “Of a Saturday”Inauspicious beginning
It’s biological urgency that penetrates my sleep, but I roll over to look at the clock. Squinting without my glasses I can make out that it’s … Seven-thirty something.
Continue reading “Inauspicious beginning”A week of Fridays
I started every day last week feeling like, at least it’s Friday.
I was right once, of course.
Continue reading “A week of Fridays”Boo!
6:15 (alarm next to the bed)
Turned off without a conscious thought or decision.
6:45 (alarm in the next room)
Continue reading “Boo!”I still arrive late for church
Growing up – back in the days (gasp) before cell-phones and always-on communication, to be late to meet my parents was to send them into a spiral of worry. And that meant Trouble.
My sister and I learned not to be late. We at least learned not to be late without first calling to say so.
An expected hour late is less painful for the person waiting than 2 minutes of dear Lord what’s happening where are they??? Continue reading “I still arrive late for church”
5:10 and 5:50
5:10 is still dark.
5:10 would be 15 minutes too late to be waking for a commuter day.
(This is not a commuter day; there are no commuting days at present.)
Thrown off by little things
I inadvertently fall asleep on the couch, and that means:
That I don’t read my scripture (first on the daily list) before I get out of bed. I’m not in bed. Continue reading “Thrown off by little things”
