Historically I have been a consistent runner. The running began when I was in high school, not long distances but enough. I ran on and off in college and after. Got away from it for a bit, only running very occasionally. Not enough to be in great shape. Those were the smoking days. Eventually I told myself, Look you are either going to be a smoker or a runner. You can’t be both. I made the right choice.
Email and recipes have nothing to do with each other, but I am going to touch on both in the post because I am too lazy to write separate posts and both topics are demanding written attention.
“Hey guys, Duke peed in my room,” said my little boy at god knows what hour of the night.
I got out of bed and cleaned up dog pee.
Now one would think it was not a great way to start the day, and really it’s not, but the thing is, when it comes right down to it, it is not a big deal. It’s only dog pee.
My dryer broke last night. The damn thing is almost 15 years old. No big loss and I knew it was coming, but now I am tasked with buying a new one. My washer is even older than the dryer and still working, but it’s only a matter of time before that’ll fail on me too. I told my husband last night we need to buy a new washer/dryer this weekend, because even though I enjoy going to the laundry mat to wash dog beds and comforters on an occasion, I am not up for weekly trips there. I went last night to dry the load that I was about to put in the dryer.
Since January I have been writing a TON through a class I took, journaling, emailing, writing group, etc. The writerly part of my brain has been busy and full and well-exercised. Most of the writing I have done has been scheduled too. I’ve been on an ambitious ride and it’s been fruitful.
But now… but now…
When I walked into the kitchen this morning the microwave clock stared back at my and read 5:00.
Huh?!?!? I thought, all bleary-eyed.
But yes, it was 5 in the morning. I have no idea why I was up at that hour. I thought certain my alarm had gone off, the alarm set for 6 a.m. Nope. I must be hearing or imagining things.
No surprises there.
So I am up and I guess I’ll stay up. I have wanted to update this blog for a while now, and with the extra time this morning, I hope I can pump out something worth posting.
I saw that line on a church marquee yesterday — “April is the promise that May will keep.”
The temp outside is 36 degrees with snow flurries in the forecast. This isn’t entirely abnormal. Seems like there are always a few cold days in early spring.