we’re all in our places with bright shiny faces
It was black outside, and for some reason, our dog arffed and oomphed into the side of the bed. I guess he wanted to go out, so Seth got up and opened the door, which if you’ll remember is about 2 feet from his side of the bed because we live in the LOVE Shack. He hardly even has to get up to let Miles out. When he slinked back into bed, I realized that I was burning up, so I asked him if he would turn off the heater, and he said he would when Miles scratched on the door again.
Finally, Miles scratched and I barely heard Seth get up.
I smell coffee.
Yeaaaaa. It is exciting to me, and I cannot believe it’s morning, and I’ve never felt better. I’m thinking about how people must be praying for us. I’m clear-headed. I looked at my watch. It’s only 5:30. THe house is completely still, and I get to have some study and quiet time.
I make our coffees: Seth’s black and mine with cream. I feel around the dark living room for my journal, Bible, and schedule, and then I stack my pillows in the bed and make myself a snuggly hole to study in, while Seth sits up to join me.
“I cannot believe it’s 5:30 in the morning. I feel amazing.”
Seth reaches for his phone. “That’s because it’s only 1:00 in the morning.”
Grrrrrrrr. A million Grrrrrrrrrs. After Seth turned the heater off, he turned the coffee on, and when I looked at my watch upside-down, it did say 5:30.
We dumped the coffee and tried so so hard to go back to sleep. All 3 boys were awake with us as the day turned on, and now I’m thinking I should have taken the opportunity to read at 1:00.
On Thursdays I usually do my happy post. I am not unhappy at all; I stopped grrrrr-ing, but I think I’ll save that happy post for Saturday.
See you with something funny tomorrow.