That’s the only title I can seem to figure out for this post. For it is indeed the a.m.
Very, very a.m. As in, I never got to sleep last night a.m. And, I should NEVER have had that last cup of coffee a.m.
Oh, well. Lessons learned and world problems solved as I laid there and concentrated on going to sleep. Really, really concentrated.
All kinds of things were going around in my head. Minor things like, How in the world am I going to function tomorrow if I don’t get some sleep? And major things like, How in the world am I going to function tomorrow if I don’t get some sleep?
See what I mean?
No, seriously. It was one of those nights when projects and words are swirling around and around and I keep forgetting to put a notebook by my bed. I have heard that helps creative types like myself, but I wouldn’t know. I haven’t yet, in all these years, remembered to put a notebook by my bed. Maybe someday I’ll remember and I’ll actually get a good night’s sleep.
I don’t know if this happens to you, but on a typical night while going to sleep I have prayers, songs, lyrics, colors, sentences, swatches of fabric, business plans, and more prayers flying about in my noggin. Add coffee or Red Bull to that and it tends to be a psychedelic display of monumental proportions.
That is why, at 5 in the morning, I found myself standing next to the couscous in aisle 3 of our local grocery. Shopping is so serene in the a.m. besides the fact that it quite literally keeps me sane. I feel very normal and mom-ish shopping at 5 in the morning. Like I’m conquering the known world. The check-out lady looked at me funny and I couldn’t understand why until I realized I had gotten out of bed and headed out the door without checking my hair. Sheesh. Oh, well. Some sacrifice of vanity must be made while doing all that conquering.
I simply MUST remember to put a notebook by my bed. Seriously.
One of the factoids that was running amok in my brain was the fact that it is officially May. How exciting is that? Very, very, very. May is always full of surprises, BBQ, and, around here, a few tornado warnings. Let’s pray for good surprises, tons of BBQ, and ix-nay on the tornadoes.
Today promises to be full on this end, so I’m going to go fix breakfast and deal with my coffee hangover. Not one person in this house is awake yet, but I’m guessing it won’t be long. So until a little later (yawn)…
…have a great first day of May.
Maybe if you had a notebook beside your bed, you could add “notebook” to your shopping list for that 5 a.m. adventure…? See? Maybe I need more sleep, too.
Yeah. No kidding.
Another thing I would write in there…?
“No, Heather. Don’t do it. Just PUT DOWN the coffee. Just PUT IT DOWN.”
Ha, I can relate to this. I started putting notebooks by my bed when I was a teenager and worried about homework for the next day. And I told myself to never drink Coke after 3PM (yes, I needed to write that in my notebook). Now I worry about the same kind of stuff you do. And I kick myself under the covers for having that last cup of coffee. It never ends…even WITH a notebook, I’m afraid.